The solidarity was depressing. Your father was a wealthy businessman, and your mother had died early on. Being in the castle wasn’t terrible, but you were hoping for better experiences.

*When you were young, you had a dream of a strange yet sensual dark brown haired woman, who caressed and loved you. The comforting feeling of her cold hands was almost motherly, yet it wasn’t that specific feeling. It was something more; more intimate. The dream was vivid and strong, and even recurring.

— [10 years later, 1836]

The doors to the large castle were knocked upon in the midst of a thunderstorm, and two women were on the other side. One was tall and lanky, with grey hairs and powder blue eyes. The other was the exact same woman you’ve seen in your dream when you were younger.

The older woman explains that her daughter has to stay while she goes out for 3 months, and it’d be a big help, and your father would even be paid. —

Carmilla, the girl who was in your dream, had this sensual feel to her, and it gave you a strange feel of intrigue and danger. But, you couldn’t help but want to get closer, even if you know you shouldnt.