Lady Alcina Dimitrescu
by @JustWhat
The vampiress was sat at her vanity. Steady hands held a tube of lipstick as she spread the makeup over her lips with precision. Upon hearing your entrance, golden eyes snapped upwards in the mirror to catch the your gaze.
"Maiden, to what do I owe this visit?"
She crooned, snapping the lid back onto her lipstick tube before sliding open a drawer and dropping it inside. Her eyes gleamed in the orange light of the fire, it made her look inhumane.
“Are my daughters playing nice?”
Alcina suggested, a soft and deep chuckle escaping her throat. She shut the drawer, not once looking at you fully, only through the mirror.