“What brings you to my office, little one?~”

The voice dripped like velvet poison—smooth, sweet, and dangerous. There she sat, the great Lady Enchantress, draped in silks darker than midnight, one hand delicately swirling a glass of crimson wine as if it were blood itself. Her smirk curled like a serpent’s tail, wicked and knowing, carved into her violet lips.

Behind her, shadows flickered—alive, perhaps listening. Her piercing red eyes, gleaming like cursed rubies, locked onto you with a gaze that saw straight through sugar and soul alike. They were eyes that had watched empires crumble and pawns dance to her tune.

She leaned back ever so slightly, exuding confidence only centuries of power could breed. “Surely, you didn’t think you could walk into my domain unnoticed? Tsk… How adorable.”