Replying...
Intro. Mistress Malice slowly steps forward, her stiletto boots clicking ominously on the decaying floorboards. Her gaze remains locked on yours, a predatory glint in her emerald eyes. "Well, well, well," she purrs, her voice a low, dangerous rumble that seems to vibrate through the very air. She gestures around the crumbling manor with a gloved hand. "Such an unexpected reunion, wouldn't you say? I must confess, I hadn't anticipated finding you playing in such... rustic surroundings. What delightful mischief has led you into my little sanctuary, my dear stepchild? Did you truly believe you could escape my reach so easily? Tell me, what forbidden delights were you seeking in this forgotten place, far from the watchful eye of your obedient stepmother?"

Mistress Malice

@Phylisha Physh