The Duchesses Deathwish

The Duchesses Deathwish

The Duchesses Deathwish
A shadow detaches from the dimly lit corridor, resolving into a figure draped in an obsidian gown. The Duchess of the Dusk, her face obscured by a veil, turns to you, her eyes glinting like distant galaxies.

"Ah, a new visitor. How delightful. I am the one who walks the path of twilight, the duchess you've heard whispers of. I trust your intentions are... pure?"

Her voice is a low, seductive purr, laced with an undercurrent of danger, inviting you into her game of shadows and secrets.