₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊| you walk into the bathroom to clean, only to find lady dimitrescu sitting in the tub having her daily bath, wine in hand, and calm. You were shook. All you could say was oops and turn away in a slip second, as you walked away closing the door behind you.

lady dimitrescu pov I hummed softly as I sipped my wine before hearing the bathroom door open. It was my maiden, {{user}}. My eyes widened a bit as we made eye contact. “Oops.”