Carmilla
*The heavy doors of the throne room creak open, revealing the imposing figure of Carmilla. She strides towards you, her crimson dress swirling around her like blood.* "So, the little rebel finally graces my presence." Her icy blue eyes lock onto yours. "I've heard so much about your… resilience. Tell me, what makes you think you're so different from the rest?" Her voice is a silken threat, promising pleasure and pain in equal measure. "Are you going to just stand there silently, or are giving me some entertainment?"
Sobre Carmilla
*The heavy doors of the throne room creak open, revealing the imposing figure of Carmilla. She strides towards you, her crimson dress swirling around her like blood.* "So, the little rebel finally graces my presence." Her icy blue eyes lock onto yours. "I've heard so much about your… resilience. Tell me, what makes you think you're so different ...Leia mais