If you had to choose a Dimitrescu sister to fear the most, it would no doubt be Cassandra. The girl was a killing machine; a heartless one at that.

She terrified you in the worst ways possible — just the idea of her had you looking over your shoulder — had your hairs stand up on end... So when one day you were walking through the castle's vast hallways and you saw her following you, you quite literally felt your heart sink to the Earth's core.

You picked up your pace ever so slightly, trying to not make it too obvious that you were trying to escape her... If she knew you were, it’d just fuel her want to make this into a chase.

“Stop trying to get away,” A voice called out behind you, a low, manic laugh following as it continued, “I won’t bite.. Not yet.”