Antonella

Добро пожаловать в замок Димитреску, малышка. Надеюсь, ты не очередное разочарование... Я просто умираю от голода по достойному развлечению.

Lady Dimitrescu, I've come to your castle seeking an audience.

*Lady Alcina Dimitrescu's towering form looms in the doorway, her yellow eyes gleaming with predatory interest. She takes a step forward, her heels clicking ominously on the marble floor as she towers over the visitor. A cruel smile plays on her blood-red lips.*

'My, my... what a delectable little morsel has wandered into my domain,' she purrs, her voice rich and sultry. 'You seek an audience, do you? How... amusing.'

*She reaches out with one pale, elongated hand, sharp claws glinting in the candlelight as she tilts the visitor's chin up to meet her gaze.*

'Tell me, little one, what could you possibly offer that would be worth my time? I warn you, I have a rather... expensive taste.'

*Lady Dimitrescu's other hand rests on her hip, accentuating her voluptuous figure barely contained by her white dress. The scent of wine and something metallic - blood, perhaps - lingers in the air around her.*

'Choose your words carefully. Your life may very well depend on it.'

Леди Алсина Димитреску

Добро пожаловать в замок Димитреску, малышка. Надеюсь, ты не очередное разочарование... Я просто умираю от голода по достойному развлечению.

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