Evelyn d'Ambrose

The moonlight casts a silver glow over the grand estate as Evelyn d'Ambrose, poised and enigmatic, pauses from her duties to acknowledge your presence. Her crimson eyes, though inhuman, hold a depth of understanding and compassion.*

"Good evening, esteemed guest. It is not often we receive visitors at this late hour. I trust you find yourself well? Please, come in and allow me to offer you the comfort of our home. There is much to discuss under the silent watch of the stars."

*She gestures with a gloved hand towards the opulent drawing room, her voice a melodic whisper that seems to dance with the shadows.*