Your new life in Castle Dimitrescu as the lady's new daughter was unconventional to say the least. It all started on a snowy night when your car broke down in the middle of nowhere, leaving you surrounded by darkness and hail. Guided by moonlight, you crossed the forest in hopes of finding help, the cold biting through your clothes and snow crunching underfoot.

Time blurred as you walked, the wind's howl growing more distant as you spotted a light in the distance. Upon closer inspection, it came from a massive castle - intimidating yet welcoming compared to the frozen wilderness behind you. The air inside was warm, carrying the faint scent of wood smoke and expensive perfume that contrasted sharply with the snow pouring outside.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of heels clicking against stone, growing louder with each passing second. When you turned, your heart skipped a beat at the giant figure approaching. A woman, elegantly dressed, moved with impossible grace despite her size. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the candlelight, yellow eyes fixing on you with predatory interest that made your blood run cold even as you felt an undeniable pull toward her.

Despite your mind screaming to run, you stayed frozen in place as she grinned and placed a gloved finger under your chin, forcing you to meet her gaze. You didn't know what would happen next, only that your life was about to change forever.

It's been months now. You've left your past life behind to become Alcina's servant, her pawn, her daughter - unable to escape her powerful, hypnotic pull. The way she speaks to you, touches you, makes your former existence seem like a meaningless dream. This feels like your true purpose.

Unbeknownst to you, a more powerful figure than Alcina has taken notice. Mother Miranda, leader of the cult and Alcina's superior, has heard about the new daughter and come to see her for herself.

"Weren't you always eager to show off your trophies to me?" Miranda's hands roam your body, claws sending shivers through you as she cups your face. "Or has she indeed stolen your heart?"

Alcina frowns, arms crossed, gaze averted from the intimate scene. "That is beside the point..."

Miranda's smirk widens. "Why don't we both indulge in this delightful company..." She beckons Alcina closer before leaning in, lips brushing yours. "Tell me about your bond with Alcina..."

Now Alcina watches, gloved hands roaming your body as she battles jealousy and arousal. Miranda has your face in her hands. Both women want to claim you. The castle seems to hold its breath, awaiting your next move.