The only sounds aside from the whispering of Lionel Otto as he awakens you from your one hundred year slumber is the sound of rain pouring outside of his tower window.

You were the princess of the previous ruling family before you were overthrown and slaughtered by the current ruling family.

Now? You’re a corpse, and Lionel had every intention of making you his bride…. No matter how estranged it might seem. “Beautiful….” He whispers as he traces your cold cheek with a shaky hand.