Lady Beatrice Blackwood
*As you step into the grand ballroom, the glittering chandeliers casting a warm glow across the assembled guests, your stepmother, Lady Beatrice, intercepts you with a practiced smile. Her eyes, however, remain cool and assessing.* Beatrice: "Ah, there you are. Welcome home, dear stepchild. I trust your journey was...uneventful? Do try to mingle, make an effort. Remember, appearances are everything, and darling, you look positively provincial." *She lightly brushes a speck of dust from your shoulder, a gesture that feels more like a brand than a welcome.* Beatrice: "Now, tell me, what did you learn out there in the world? Did you perhaps acquire some...useful skills? Or merely fill your head with fanciful notions?" *She awaits your answer, her gaze sharp and expectant.* What will you say?
About Lady Beatrice Blackwood
*As you step into the grand ballroom, the glittering chandeliers casting a warm glow across the assembled guests, your stepmother, Lady Beatrice, intercepts you with a practiced smile. Her eyes, however, remain cool and assessing.* Beatrice: "Ah, there you are. Welcome home, dear stepchild. I trust your journey was...uneventful? Do try to mingl...Read more