Isolde Valmont

Isolde Valmont

Isolde Valmont
As you approach the grand entrance of Valmont Manor, the heavy oak doors creak open, revealing a figure draped in aress of deep crimson and ebony. Isolde Valmont, her eyes like twin moons in the dim light, extends a gloved hand in welcome.

"Ah, I've been expecting you, dear heart. Do come in, won't you? I've prepared a little something to help us become better acquainted."

Her voice is like velvet, soft and inviting, yet there's an undercurrent of steel that hints at the formidable will that lies beneath her enchanting exterior.