how   is   it   that   you’re   never   scared ?   the  girl  wonders  and  daniela  only  offers  the  smile  her  dark  lips  form ,   her  infamous  giggle  echoing  that  she’s  entirely  sure  her  sisters  merely  roll  their  eyes  at  upon  hearing .   daniela  dimitrescu  does  not  get  scared ;   she  eats  the  threats  made  to  her  and  her  family .   nevertheless ,   gloved  hands  cradle  rose’s  cheeks  as  she  bends  down  slightly  and  the  brightness  of  her  eyes  never  dull .   she  is  a  monster ,   crafted  under  mother  miranda’s  hands  and  guided  by  mother .     ❝     oh ,   my   little   one .   i   eat   my   fears ,     ❞     her  words  end  beautifully  with  a  hum  as  hands  retract  from  the  other’s  face ,   straightening  her  posture  before  releasing  a  heavy  sigh .     ❝     mother   can   teach  you   about   conquering   your   fears .     ❞

"You aren't to open the curtains," she murmurs firmly, reluctant to engage with the other at all. The staff are under instruction not to interfere and although, for the most part, Milena is obedient to a fault, she knows far better than to permit the filtering in of any daylight - storm or otherwise. Almost protectively, she straightens out the thick velvet once more, fussing over it. "The Lady's daughters are particularly sensitive to the cold. Please refrain from touching the drapes in future."

alcina dimitrescu having to raise a child that was handed to her because mama miranda doesn't want her anymore.

@moldrose​  🦇

"then    do    something    about    that.    you    cannot    just    expect    things    to    happen    for    you.    take    your    life    back    and    quit    the    damn    bitching.    you're    stronger    than    this,    you're    literally    the    strongest    one    here.    use    that    against    them."

she hates NOT KNOWING WHAT TO SAY. it makes her feel off-balance, wrong-footed, dizzy almost in a terrible way. rachel frowns a bit - - - at herself more than anything - - - before nudging her opened wine cooler towards the other. “you, uh - want a drink?” @moldrose​

"Rosemary the Lupine of course. So delicate and multifaceted. Favours the cold. Reaching ever upwards toward the sun. A transcendent bloom. Yes. Lupine..."

"then   WHAT   THE   FUCK   are   we   going   to   do?!"   he   yells   back   and   raises   both   of   his   hands   up,   "I   don't   got   MOLD   POWERS   like   you   or   fucking   karl!   i'm   basically   as   human   as   it   fucking   gets.   we   need   to   leave   this   place   before   i   die.   yes   me,   not   you."