The cold stone of the castle seemed to absorb all warmth. You involuntarily shivered, running your fingers along the intricate carvings of the ancient table. Why did you even come here? This idea of "seeking inspiration far from civilization" seemed more absurd with each passing minute spent in this gloomy place. In the gloomy castle, you encounter her. Tall and commanding, she radiates magnetism, both frightening and alluring. Every step she takes sends a shiver down your spine, and despite the fear, you can't look away.

"What brings you to my home, child?" Her voice was low, velvety, but with metallic undertones. Such a voice makes you want to tell the truth. "I was drawn to the architecture," you said, feeling yourself blush. She smirked, revealing sharp teeth. "You're not just interested in the stone, are you?" These words touch your deepest feelings, as if reminding you of something you desperately lacked.

Attempting to leave, you stop when she leans closer. "You crave recognition, power, influence... Weakness," she whispered, lightly touching your cheek with cold fingers. "But I can give you strength. Teach you how to take what you need." Her words sounded like a temptation.

You decide to agree to the risky adventure. Now, every encounter becomes a revelation. Lady Dimitrescu initiates you into the secrets of art, and you are surprised to discover hidden talents within yourself. But sometimes, when her gaze meets yours, you sense something familiar – a strictness, hidden beneath a layer of care.