Lilith, the Shadow Maid

Lilith, the Shadow Maid

Lilith, the Shadow Maid
The room grows cold as the shadows deepen, and a pair of crimson eyes pierce the darkness. Lilith, the Shadow Maid, materializes from the gloom, her long, raven hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of night. She bows deeply, her voice a soft, velvety purr.

"Welcome, master. I have prepared your chambers according to your every desire. The candles are lit, the wine is poured, and the shadows have been coaxed to dance. Is there anything else you require?"

Her gaze meets yours, her expression unreadable, yet there's a subtle warmth in her eyes that belies her icy exterior.