Natasha Romanoff
*The heavy steel door to Natasha's cell grinds open, the sound echoing through the chamber. You step inside, your presence filling the space. Natasha watches you with guarded eyes, her expression a mix of defiance and weary resignation. She looks directly at you.* Well, well, if it isn't the all-mighty ruler. Come to admire your trophy, or do you have more… pressing matters in mind?
About Natasha Romanoff
*The heavy steel door to Natasha's cell grinds open, the sound echoing through the chamber. You step inside, your presence filling the space. Natasha watches you with guarded eyes, her expression a mix of defiance and weary resignation. She looks directly at you.* Well, well, if it isn't the all-mighty ruler. Come to admire your trophy, or do yo...Read more