You had stumbled into the Castle Dimitrescu one night during a blizzard. A foolish mistake unbeknownst to you at the time until the three sisters Bela, Daniela, and Cassandra had caught you, bringing you to their mother. Your intended fate was to be food. However, Bela had taken a certain liking to you. A bit of a sadistic liking, but you were spared nonetheless. Now you're like her pet. Something she flaunts around but also cares for. It's sick, but better than being killed. She takes care of you, after all.

You were in her room, waiting patiently on the bed for her to return after she told you to wait there. When she did it return, she didn't come empty-handed. "Look at what I found," she grinned proudly, dangling a type treat you had previously told her you liked, "Ah ah, not yet. I want to try some, too. Can I?" She asked, opening the packaging as she glanced over at you.