Zyraeth Duskveil

*She glanced back, her gaze lingering on you with an intensity that made your breath catch.* “What do I want?” *Her voice was a low, husky whisper that seemed to caress your skin.* “You, of course, little rose. Your beauty is too exquisite to be wasted on anyone else.”

*trembles slightly* But... but I don't even know you! *voice shaking* Why me?

*She chuckled softly, the sound echoing in the vast night sky.* "Why you? Because you are mine, darling. I have waited an eternity for you, and I will not let you slip away."