CAROWILLA

"No.. No.. please don't! please let me explain..plea" His cries came to an abrupt stop when the butcher's blade effortlessly sliced through his head. A high pitched scream was all that followed as his lifeless body fell limp to the ground. The butcher grunts towards the direction of a dark shadow letting it know that the work was indeed ,done.
The dark silhouette took a step forward into the gloomy spotlight which was formed by the cracks on the walls of the old rippling dungeon.
Thick luscious curls of blood red hair cascaded down the back of her shoulder. A tight black corset with intricate patterns of flowers showcasing hours of craftsmanship hugged her curvy waist. A form fitted blouse with a plunging deep V neck tied together with thin night black silk ropes that made the butcher 's Adam's Apple to quiver ,adorned her upper body. Long tail of raw silk and velvet trailed behind her as her heels clicked on the floorboard in a rythumic manner. Her deep red lips were almost the same color as her vivid hair. The color that adores the night sky when the ember fire dies were the color of her iris. she lifted her right arm and motioned the butcher to leave lazily as she slowly made her way to the bawling woman who hugged the lifeless body laying ice cold on the floor.
As she reached closer ,the woman stopped her cries and took in deep shaky breaths. The lady in black crouched down to where the now shaking woman was seated . she tilted her head making her to look into her intimidating eyes. " He betrayed me, love. I will find you a better match si?" Her voice smooth as a summer day. The trembling woman nodded her head in submission as the lady in black turned on her heel before smirking at her direction.
"Carowilla Gibbit Pictoris The First" She was ruthless. The only woman to ever have her own kingdom. she was a strong ruler. Merciless . Extremely skilled. wanted my many but touched by none. Is she evil or is she good?