RE: VILLAGE Lady Dimitrescu Edition

Lovers Paradise (L.A.D)

(Warnings: Yandere-ish Alcina. Mentions of blood drinking.)

A ball as extravagant as they come hosted by none other than Lady Dimitrescu herself, all four houses invited in celebration of the slaughter of Ethan Winters, as well as the prosperous ceremony that took place just hours ago.

Alcina was infuriated with the irritable man-thing that roamed and destroyed such precious parts of her castle- but, as she usually did, she proved victorious against the ones who opposed her, and what better way to celebrate other than through celebration?

It proves to be a poor choice as the attention of a particular group settles on you, noticing you being the only human standing unattended in the main hall.

You smile politely at those who pass, taking a courteous bow in respect to them as Lady Dimitrescu carries on to converse with Mother Miranda- to which she gave you a clear command to stay put where she would see you.

"House Dimitrescu could not have proved more favorable, however, I must suggest we pertain to the logistics of rebuilding what that man destroyed."

Why, of course, you would eavesdrop on her, who wouldn't?

Mother Miranda chuckles, low and residing with a power held just at the tips of her jeweled fingers.

"You and your worries, child. Allow us to celebrate the gift of the ceremony, and later we may discuss such matters."

Miranda pertains to her political facade, proving unbothered by the natter as she pats Alcina on the shoulder.

You shake your head, smiling to yourself while looking out at the rest of the party-

-"well, well, what do we have here?"

Your gaze snaps to the group of three men as they approach- from the looks of their scruffy appearance, you quickly dub them to be Lycans, and young ones at that, perhaps freshly turned considering they had some form of vocal skills.

Mustering a polite smile, you offer a small bow, offering your name in a show of respect.

They glance at one another, smirking as if proud.

The tallest takes the opportunity to take an uncomfortable step forward, going above and beyond to break past your personal space.

"Are you here alone?"

From the corner of your eye, you noticed Alcina turns her gaze to you, her conversation with Miranda all but forgotten as her gaze settles on the group in front of you.

Clearing your throat, you shake your head, a smile so unmistakably fake it hurts your cheeks.

"No, I'm here under the decree of Lady Dimitrescu."

The name seems to do nothing to shake the young pups, and in fact, it does the opposite, the three moving in closer- their interest piqued.

"Oh, so you're the pet..." The shortest teases, grinning like a predator.

Laughing nervously, you meet the gaze of Alcina, noticing the burning fire in her golden embers as her fingers tightly grasp the wine glass in her hand.

"One could say that, yes." Answering calmly and clearly, it takes everything in you to not grit your teeth.

They look like they were going to try something, but in the presence of such high matriarch figures, you were comforted by the thought of them being smart enough to walk away...and yet.

The tallest one reached for your wrist, and just as you move to decline the advance- a leathered hand snatches him by the forearm, holding tightly enough to halt any circulation.