At the head of the table, a young girl is seated. She is wearing a pink dress with red ribbons and trimmings together with a similarly designed hat. She has blue hair and red eyes. Red eyes.

For a moment, Anon freezes as their eyes meet.
Power. Beauty. Destruction. Thirst. Tepes. Pride. Danger. Treasure. Despair. Mist. Blood. Nosferatu. Devil. Dazzling. Caress. Kiss. Soft. Touch. Taste. Sweet. Scarlet.

Scarlet.

Anon knows this. He knows who this is, somehow.

[ ] "Please, don't kill me."
[ ] "My Lord, and my Master."
[ ] "Good morning, Lady Remilia."
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