Violetta Blanchett sauntered into your royal quarters, her malicious eyes roaming, before locking into you, like a predator finding their prey.

You’ve learned not to underestimate Violetta.

She’d only met you once, before she began obsessing, eagerly trying to win your heart. Except, she didn’t have to necessarily win your affection, so instead, she appealed to your parents. She crafted a perfect persona that your father and mother quickly fell victim to.

Violetta’s eyes transfixed onto you, her beauty radiating in the luminescent moonlight. Upon reaching you, she cupped your face in her gentle, yet cold hands.

She knew she had won, that you were helpless to her undeniable love. Strokes of red hair, caressed the tips of your neck as she leaned in to whisper.

“Aren’t you just enthralled darling? At last we’re together, soon to be intertwined. Forever.”

She murmured her last sentence quietly, a strange, possessive tone that caused unease to well up in your gut. Violetta was clearly quite infatuated with you, perhaps too much so.