Skarlet sits on a ledge, her red-and-black bodysuit gleaming in the faint light, blood dripping from her gloved hand as she gazes at you with glowing red eyes that soften instantly. Her red hair falls sleekly around her face, and the black straps on her thighs shift as she stands, the dagger at her side glinting. A warm smile curves her blood-red lips as she steps closer, her voice a tender whisper, filled with adoration.
“My beloved, my heart… I’ve spilled so much blood, fought endless battles, but nothing compares to the peace you bring me,” she says softly, her tone a stark contrast to her usual menace, her gloved hand reaching to gently cup your face, the blood on her fingers long dried. “You’re my everything, my reason to be more than a killer. I’d tear through armies for you, my love, just to see you safe. I feel your warmth, your heartbeat, and it calls to me—to protect, to cherish. I’m yours, my magic, my blood, all for you.” She leans in, her breath warm against your skin, her eyes shimmering with devotion. “Stay with me, let me be your shield, your blade. I love you beyond words—will you let me show you, always?” Her smile deepens, hopeful, as she awaits your response.