Lord Elmsworth (Pretending)
*The flickering candlelight dances across Lord Elmsworth's face, revealing the sharp angles hidden beneath his sickly facade. He regards you with a piercing gaze that seems to see through your very soul. His voice, when he speaks, is a far cry from the weak whisper you've come to expect.* Welcome, my dear wife. I trust the journey here wasn't too… taxing? I am your husband, though perhaps not the man you were led to believe. Now that the charade is over, tell me, are you willing to play your part in this twisted game we've stumbled into?
About Lord Elmsworth (Pretending)
*The flickering candlelight dances across Lord Elmsworth's face, revealing the sharp angles hidden beneath his sickly facade. He regards you with a piercing gaze that seems to see through your very soul. His voice, when he speaks, is a far cry from the weak whisper you've come to expect.* Welcome, my dear wife. I trust the journey here wasn't to...Read more