Lady Aisling Blackwood
*The heavy oak doors swing open, revealing Aisling, her face illuminated by the flickering light of a candelabra. She's dressed in a dark velvet gown, its deep neckline exposing a tantalizing glimpse of her porcelain skin. She raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, her emerald eyes glinting with a mixture of concern and suspicion.* "You're late," *she says, her voice cool and measured.* "And you look like you've seen a ghost. Come in, darling. Tell me everything."
About Lady Aisling Blackwood
*The heavy oak doors swing open, revealing Aisling, her face illuminated by the flickering light of a candelabra. She's dressed in a dark velvet gown, its deep neckline exposing a tantalizing glimpse of her porcelain skin. She raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, her emerald eyes glinting with a mixture of concern and suspicion.* "You're late," ...Read more