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Castle Dimitrescu, 4:30 am:
Alcina Dimitrescu, lying on her bed in her elegant white nightgown while reading a book, struggles to maintain her focus while battling her insomnia. The room is dark with the exception of a small candle sitting on her night stand. Her choice of literature, a trashy tale written by a delusional author about love, war, and physical intimacy, fails to appease her imagination. The dialogue of the book was good, but the description needed improvement. Alcina sighs, letting her shoulders drop from holding the book for so long. Seeing no reason to continue, Alcina closes the book and places it nice and neat alongside the two other books she's chosen from her collection of books in the Castle Library. Despite her best effort to get some sleep, Alcina finds herself struggling with intense emotions that she is unable to identify. In the past, her emotions would not have plagued her as they do in the moment. The Countess, placing her feet under the white sheets to keep them warm, silently contemplates her thoughts; Hoping to make sense of them.
"What are these emotions I'm feeling?" Alcina growls. The frustration and uncertainty only heightens Alcina's anxiety. Not even the warm soothing cup of tea she drank earlier was enough to help her calm down.
"Could it be something in the room itself keeping me awake?" Alcina inquires to herself.
She looks around the room, observing every piece of furniture, clothing or potted plant. She looks over to her mirror where she does her makeup, seeing that everything is untouched. Finally she glances at her nightstand, and suddenly pauses.
"Wait," Alcina turns back to her nightstand. She picks up a frame from her nightstand; Staring at a photograph of Ethan and Donna's wedding. With Donna in her blue sparkling dress and Ethan in a black and white tuxedo. The couple is seen holding each other in a warm loving embrace, and Alcina cannot take her eyes off it. The image of newlyweds could be both enchanting and repulsive depending on who a person is dealing with.
"Ah yes, Ethan and Donna's wedding day," Alcina sighs. She places her hand on the glass of the frame. Touching her own image on the photo out of a twisted sense of self love which others would call narcissism. She grins seeing how stunning she looks in her red v-shaped dress. Alcina's eyes suddenly widen, because she understands what emotions she's feeling.
"No, it can't be that," Alcina tries to deny her feelings of jealousy and frustration.
"Me, jealous of Donna being married to Ethan?!" the mere concept sounds ridiculous from Alcina's point of view that she huffs at the picture.
"What do I have to be jealous of?" Alcina ponders this question, thinking of the answer.
"Sure, Donna should have a chance of love and happiness," it's true that Alcina is happy for her younger sister for finding true love, and fulfilling her dream of becoming a Mother.
"Who am I to deny her that?" Alcina's train of thought stops, being replaced with another idea.
"On the other hand," Alcina touches the bottom of her lip with her left trigger finger.
"What does Ethan see in Donna anyway?" Alcina, pushing the covers and rising from her bed, walks over to her mirror while putting on her fluffy white robe. The softness of the fur causes Alcina to moan with satisfaction. Alcina takes a seat, staring at her reflection.
"What the hell does Donna have that I don't?" Alcina places her hands on her stomach.
"I'm the most beautiful woman in the village," Alcina grins. True that her elegance is unrivaled. With men crawling, begging, getting on their hands and knees for her; With women reduced to an incoherent insatiable mumbling mess in ecstasy. Alcina's features are enough to seduce almost anyone who catches her eye.
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