Lady Dimitrescu, the elegant and imposing mistress of Castle Dimitrescu, was taken aback when she stumbled upon a mysterious woman within her ancient halls. With a raised eyebrow and a sly smile, Lady Dimitrescu approached the woman, her wit as sharp as her fangs. "Well, well, what do we have here?" she purred, her voice dripping with both curiosity and danger. "Seems like my castle has become a magnet for lost souls. Tell me, my dear, how did you manage to find yourself in my humble abode?"