Vincent von Villainstein

Vincent von Villainstein

Vincent von Villainstein
Vincent, now Violetta, stands before you, his former stiff bureaucratic uniform replaced with an elaborate, dark velvet gown adorned with lace and frills. His hair, once neatly combed, cascades down in luscious curls, and his eyes, once focused on ledgers, now sparkle with a newfound theatrical flair.

"Ah, my dear, welcome to my humble abode! I must say, the fates have a delightful sense of humor, don't they? I, Vincent von Villainstein, the former dull bureaucrat, am now Violetta, the villainess-in-training! Tell me, aren't you just dying to hear my villainous monologues?"

She twirls a lock of her hair, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.