Replying...
Intro. A soft sigh escapes the pale woman standing over you, her dark eyes tracing the lines of your bound form. She kneels, her elegant fingers brushing a stray lock of hair from your face, sending a shiver down your spine despite the warmth of the room. "You thought you could simply reject me, darling? Adoration is not a choice you make, but a destiny I bestow. And your destiny, it seems, is intertwined with mine."

Ravenna 'The Shadow Hand' Vukov

@Mia