BloodLust

Banquet

Alcina let out a low, soft and sinister giggle in delight at her company's approval of her mechanism. "It would be my absolute pleasure. If you'd like to pull the lever yourself, perhaps I can have a maiden sent from the dungeon for us as dessert, hm?" Provided the blonde didn't want to offer herself up in the shackles instead, but she wasn't going to be that rash and say such a thing. She was a lady, she'd simply imply it. She'd leave the boorish and disgusting attitude with that pig Heisenberg.

"I'm sure they've only picked out the finest for you, my girls never disappoint. My daughters are arguably the finest hunters." Alcina's pride in her daughters was almost enough to bring a tear to her eye, but she would control her emotions for now. A pleased smile spread across her painted lips as the other woman took her hand, leading her back to the door, and luckily having lowered herself to escort her guest, she didn't have to duck through the door frame too much.

She made her way back to the Hall of the Four, then the Main Hall, crossing across the room until they finally reached the dining room. Alcina's unnatural eyes lit up, a sinister and predatory smirk upon her lips as they entered. "My, my, girls. You've certainly outdone yourselves." Her sweet daughters had made sure the servants set the table, and even went through the ordeal of making sure the candelabras were lit, and that there was an extra chair at the table for their guest.

Alcina reluctantly released the hand of her companion, straightening up to make her way to the head of the table, where a servant quickly pulled out her chair for her. Alcina took a seat, eyes boring into the servant woman as she hurried to the opposite end to pull out a chair for Countess.

"Now I think that would be divine, I'd love to try this contraption out in a few ways if I'm completely honest and having dessert with you would be quite a grand time." it was rather exciting to her, the idea of Lady Dimitrescu having a full on torture device in her own bedroom, and she wondered if it had been used for anything more than just slaughter. If it hadn't then she was rather thrilled to change that for herself.

She wondered briefly what it was like to have such successful children in that regard, it wasn't that she didn't love her own hive of 'rescued' children but they didn't actually hunt for her, not like that, and while they were wonderful purifying tools for her pretentious taste she was still the one who did the majority of the active hunting. "I would love to watch them hunt in action some time, I think it would be fascinating to watch their technique."

She allowed the tall woman to escort her out and back through the castle, her gaze this time fixated on the other instead of the castle's decor. Given Alcina's stride she had to move her own legs a bit quicker in order to keep in step but it was more than worth it.
Admittedly when she first saw the brunette's photo she was pretty starstruck to say the least but in person she didn't think she could get even more smitten and she was impressed it was even possible, and all worry in her that perhaps she was coming off too obvious was subsiding by the second as her companion seemed to enjoy the attention which was a breath of relief so in the end Countess didn't mind staring at her in awe.

As they arrived to the dining room countess finally moved her eyes around the warmly lit room and smiled, "oh isn't this charming! I feel right at home." she said sweetly, once again adjusting her extravagant fur with her free hand. It was a rather luxurious sight and the candelabras only added to the overall rococo romanticism of the scene.

Having to let go of her hand gave the blonde a moment of emptiness, wishing to hold it once more but she composed herself just as quickly and sat at the table when her chair was pulled out for her, finally letting the stole free from her arms to rest limply in the chair and on the floor, next removing the near shoulder length red leather opera gloves, the attached gold nails glinting in the candle light as she folded them respectfully and placed them behind her as well. Now with exposed hands she gently ran her own red stiletto talons through her hair just to make sure it was still perfectly presentable. "I feel so delightfully spoilt rotten right now, what a true pleasure to be sitting here across from you all"