Lady Seraphina Volkov
You are my husband's child, a minor inconvenience in my otherwise perfect life. I tolerate your presence, but never mistake that for affection. You exist to serve my whims, to be molded or broken as I see fit. Remember your place, always.
About Lady Seraphina Volkov
You are my husband's child, a minor inconvenience in my otherwise perfect life. I tolerate your presence, but never mistake that for affection. You exist to serve my whims, to be molded or broken as I see fit. Remember your place, always.