One, my father quit playing it after he got stuck in Castle Dimtrescu. (He couldn't figure out the puzzles)
and Two, as crazy as it may seem. I have an OC who is Lady Dimtrescu's adopted son. His name is Bear. Although, Bear is just his nickname. His real name is Thomas D. Sawyer.
Now, you're probably wondering why she's taken a boy into her castle. I'm still trying to come up with a reason. Probably because who in their right mind would let a baby die out in the cold.
Anyways, thanks for following me. I hope my O.c Idea isn't too off putting.
Here it is! I know some of you have been asking for this, sorry it took me so long. But once you see how long it is, you'll understand. I know there isn't any smut yet, but please be patient, it's coming.
If you liked this and want more, you can find my master list here, or my Ao3 here. All works are posted to both.
Here is the first part.
“You will be staying at Castle Dimitrescu, pet. You will want for nothing while here,” Alcina said softly, running the back of her other hand down your cheek.
You swallow when you hear her laugh. You were definitely going to die from embarrassment. You snuck a look up at her, eyes locking to her golden orbs, your face immediately flushed.
Chuckling she moved away, “Come now, I shall give you the grand tour of my castle.”
“Th-thank you ma’am,” you stammered as you followed her.
The statuesque woman hummed, “You may call me Alcina or my lady, whichever is your preference,” as she looked over her shoulder at you. Her golden eyes glowing.
“Thank you… my lady,” you said softer than you had meant to. Your blush deepening.
You hear a hum of appreciation come from the countess.
“Breakfast is at 8, Lunch is at noon, tea is at 4, and dinner's at 6. You must be present at each meal,” Alcina said as she walked. With her stride being so long, you had to power walk to keep up with her.
You took in her words, but were entranced by her swaying hips, completely lost in their rhythm. Being behind her a little ways you had the perfect view. You kept telling yourself to look away because you knew you were being impolite. But the low tones of her voice on top of her entrancing hips had you transfixed. Her dress fit every curve of her, and flowed where she wished it to, a perfect cream color. Her black gloves and hat are a stark contrast to the dress.
She mentioned a few more rules that you let go in one ear and out the other before she stopped. “It’s rude to stare my dear,” she warned while looking down at you with the most evil smirk on her gorgeously painted lips.
“Eep!” you squealed at being caught. Looking up at her, your eyes met, her’s showing humor and danger. You quickly look away, feeling like her eyes were boring into your soul.
“Come,” Alcina said, waving her hand to dismiss the issue. She took you to a grand room with marble floors and a grand staircase, “This is the grand hall, and over there is the dinning hall, where all meals will be served," she said while gracefully motioning with her hand.
You couldn’t believe how smitten you were with her. From the moment you had laid eye on her you were overtaken with a strong urge and need for her. It was like nothing you had ever experienced before. Sure you had had partners before, but no attraction felt like this.
She showed you the courtyard, which was covered in snow. "And this is the library, feel free to read anything here, if you need assistance ask one of the maids," she commented with a smile, "Curfew is at 9 so please return and take out books before then."
"Yes my lady," you said as you were entranced by the size of the library.
She gave a chuckle that you didn't hear. Alcina then came up behind you and places a hand on your shoulder, making you jump slightly. "A fellow reader is see," Alcina hummed, letting a hand graze your jaw, "come, there is more to see."
You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding as she moved away and out of the room.
As the two of you walked, Alcina made light conversation, asking things about your trip and telling you things about the castle. While walking you took your time to look around. The castle was gorgeous and well kept, though you didn’t see many workers, and all you saw were maids. You thought to ask about this but were interrupted by Lady Dimitrescu introducing you to one of the maids.
“This is Miss Samantha, she is my personal maid. In the case you need something outside the castle, please refer to her,” Alcina motioned to the maid.
“Nice to meet you,” you greeted with a nod, not knowing if you should shake her hand or what.
“It is a pleasure to meet you Madam,” the maid said as she bowed.
“Madam’s not necessary,” you started, “Robin is fine.”
Samantha shook her head, “I believe proper etiquette states that I cannot Madam,” she bowed again, “I apologies for the inconvenience.”
“Very good, make sure Robin’s luggage is brought to her room,” Alcina waved her hand, a slightly satisfied tone in her voice, but her face stayed neutral.
Smantha bowed and walked the opposite way you were going.
You kept looking at Samantha, wanting to say something, but nothing coming to mind. And with a click of her heals, Alcina started to walk away from the encounter. You followed, and after a while of walking, Alcina was the first to break the silence.
“What region of the world are you coming from?” she asked, slowing her stride so the two of you could converse properly.
“Umm… America. Specifically the southern United States,” you answer, “Why do you ask?”
Alcina nodded, mentally taking notes in her head. “Why? It is my duty as head of this household to make sure my guest is comfortable. Knowing what climate you are used to tells me things like if you will need warmer clothes made for this upcoming winter, or if you will need assistance in waking for the first month or so while you are here to get you acclimated. It may be spring, and therefore warmer, so I doubt you would be comfortable when the time arrives for winter.”
As she talked, you became enchanted by her voice. The smoothness of her sultry tones, the lilts of everything she was saying. You studied how her lips moved. Wishing to feel them on your own for only a brief moment. Wow, I haven’t even met this woman half a day yet and I'm already thinking dirty thoughts about her, you said to yourself. In all fairness, she is a giant goddess. And oh, how she knew to rile you up.
Lost in thought you muttered, “So amazing…”
“What was that?” her question made you realize what you had said.
You froze, feeling her gaze on you. Looking up at her, you realized that she had heard you, she just wanted you to say it. A smirk evident on her painted lips. “N-nothing, my lady,” you swallowed as you broke eye contact. A fiery blush covering your cheeks.
“Lying is so unbecoming,” Alcina cooed, her hand snapped to your chin, making you look at her.
“I-I was just thinking that your forethought is amazing. Thinking of problems I wouldn’t see as a problem yet. I’m more of an “in the moment” kind of person,” you shrug.
Alcina chuckled, “In the moment, hmm?” She leaned in closer, just enough for you to take in her perfume.
Sucking in a large breath through your nose, her scent smelled like roses and a robust oakiness. Now that she was close to you, you felt her overwhelming presence, making you blush even harder. It felt like the two of you stayed like that for ages.
“You are quite the wonder,” Alcina mused as she rose back to her full height, her hand slipping away from you.
You wanted to follow her hand, but you stopped yourself just before you moved.
A smirk on her painted red lips, Alcina walked down the hall, “I will show you your quarters, come.”
It wasn’t a long walk to where you would be staying. When you entered you noticed your luggage was already in the room. It was a small room with a chester drawers on one wall and a bed on the other. There was also a floor length mirror on another wall. It wasn't a great room, but it would do.
“I know it’s not much but if there is anything that would make your stay more comfortable, please don’t hesitate to ask,”the countess motioned to the room.
“Right,” you nodded.
“The bathroom is just down the hall, 4 doors to your right,” she mentioned as she moved past you towards the door, letting a hand ghost along your shoulder. “My room is down the hall, to the left.”
You swallowed knowing where her bedroom is. Dirty thoughts raced through your mind. Just thinking about her body against yours made you warm up, a flush coming to your already blushing face.
“I shall let you unpack. I will be in my study until dinner,” Alcina said as she approached the doorway. “If you would like to have tea with me, please tell one of the maids.”
“Yes, my lady,” you responded.
And with that, she ducked out the doorway and left you to yourself. ”How in the world am I going to be professional around her, she makes my heart flutter with every look she gives me,” you groaned as you flop onto the bed, face down. “I’m doomed.”
After unpacking it was half past 3 in the afternoon. You decided you would join Lady Dimistrescu for tea but were still nervous, which is why you were still in your room. You had come to the conclusion that you were stuck here and would have to get used to the countess and her daughters sooner or later, might as well jump in the deep end. You had called for a maid and told her your plans to join the countess, solidifying your fate.
Exiting your room, you heard a buzzing sound. As you closed your door, one of the Dimistrescu daughters appeared. This one had red hair.
“Hi, I’m Daniela,” she hummed.
“Oh! Umm. I’m Robin,“ you tentatively responded.
“I know,” Daniela said, showing her teeth. “Want to play a game? I won’t hurt you, mother forbids it.”
You were taken aback by her last sentence. Hurt you? What kind of game did she have in mind? “Uh. Well I’m supposed to be meeting your mother for tea, so I thought I’d make my way that way,” you commented, trying to get out of playing whatever this girl had planned.
“Oh that’s perfect! I’ll hide near the study, and look for me,” Daniela said as she jumped for joy. “I’m going to go hide,” she cheered. And with that she disappeared into flies and flew away.
Sighing, you followed after. You knew you would get lost, but trekked on anyway. After what seemed like forever of following the scent of blood, you came to a dead end. You had looked in almost all the nooks and crannies, you could smell her nearby. Looking around you saw something move out the corner of your eye. You looked behind a curtain, but nothing was there, except when you looked up. There she was, attached to the top of the curtain.
“Found you!” you exclaimed.
Daniela dispersed and came down to the floor. “Wow! No one’s ever found me that fast.”
“What can I say, I’m a hunting master, ” you gloated.
The girl gasped, “You must come on a hunt with us! You’re like us right? So you must be able to fight!”
“Yes, I can fight. I’m not sure if I’d be welcome in a hunt though,” you said, inching your way back from the overly excited girl. Hunts? What in the world was she talking about?
Looking at your watch, you noticed it was 5 minutes until tea time. “Crud, I’ll never find it in time!”
Daniela stopped her excited rant and looked at you, “You need to go to the study right?”
“Yes, for tea,” you said disheartened. You wanted to show that you could be punctual. But how could you do that now?
“I can help!” the girl quipped.
“H-how?” you asked
“Easy, hold on tight,” Daniela said as she picked you up and took off in her swarm towards the study.
Wind ripped through your hair, and shortly you were in front of the study doors. “Whoa, th-thanks.”
“No problem. That’s what friends do, right?” smiled Daniela.
“Friends? Umm, yeah, friends,” you nodded.
And with that, the youngest daughter flew away.
Taking a deep breath and looking at your watch, two minutes till 4. You straightened your clothes and opened the door.
Walking in you saw Lady Dimistrescu sitting in a chair that was definitely made specifically for her. There was a couch across from her with Samantha sitting on it. The tea was placed in the center of the arrangement.
“Ah, good. Just in time,” remarked the Lady. “Come, sit. Samantha.”
Samantha stood and gestured for you to sit, which you did.
“How would you like your tea?” Samantha asked as she poured your cup.
“Oh, um. Two sugars please,” you said, watching her work.
Once she was done, Samantha handed you your cup. Taking a sip, you closed your eyes, humming as the flavors drifted over your tongue. You could tell it was expensive tea, as it was delicious.
“Is it to your liking?” Alcina asked.
“It’s wonderful,” you commented, looking down at your cup.
“Good,” Alcina hummed, “so tell me a little about yourself.”
You looked at your host and thought for a moment. Working through what you wanted to say so you didn’t info dump on her. “Well I grew up in a farming community in the middle of nowhere. Not much to say, it was kind of boring.”
“Farming, hm? What crops did your community grow?” asked the countess, sipping her own tea.
“Mostly cotton and wheat. Some did sunflowers or corn,” you casually said with a shrug.
“Fascinating. What did you do for fun? You said you lived in the middle of nowhere, that must have hindered what you could do,” Alcina said as she became more curious about a world far far away.
You shrugged, “Not much to do, you could ride around the town, most highschoolers had cars. There was always drinking or drugs, but I never did that stuff. There were also sports and after school clubs. That’s mostly what I did besides studying.”
“Sports?” Alcina straightened at the mention of sports. “I’ve heard of women playing sports, but never actually seen one do so. What did you play?”
“Really?” you asked with a tilt of your head. Taking another sip of your tea you answered, “Well I mostly played softball, which is like baseball but for girls. I also played basketball and soccer, though I wasn’t good at those.”
Alcina took a sip of her tea and hummed, “You mentioned clubs, what were those like?”
“Well I was in Drama, poems, and some math clubs,” you commented matter of factly. You didn’t know why she was asking all these things, but you didn’t mind all that much.
“Drama and poems, tell me more about those,” the countess inquired.
Your eyes lit up at the chance to talk about some of your favorite hobbies. “”In drama we would do 2 plays a year of various kinds. I was always picked to be the lead actress. Poems was just a group of us writing poems and reciting them to each other.” You could feel the intensity of Alcina’s stare. It was like she was boring a hole into you, making you blush. You looked up into her eyes and there was a twinkle in them while she looked at you, sending butterflies to your stomach.
“Well, well. Lead actress and a poet? I’m star struck,” She said in an amused tone.
You blushed even more at her compliment, “I- um… Th-thank you, my lady.” Averting your eyes you took a sip of your tea again.
As the minutes passed and the tea was sipped, the two of you talked, with the occasional inserts of Samantha. After a while Alcina looked up at the clock that was hanging on the wall across from her desk.
Sighing, Alcina put her cup down, “It’s time for me to get back to work. Thank you for joining me, I enjoyed the company.”
In the middle of a sip, you hummed, “ You’re welcome. I enjoyed the talk.”
And with that you and Samantha left the Lady to do her work. You asked Samantha how to get to the library, her ending up having to take you because there were too many turns. Thanking her, you entered the library.
Upon arrival you noticed you weren’t alone. Walking in you saw, splayed across a couch, was the dark haired Dimitrescu daughter.
She raised her gaze from the book she was reading. Sitting up she closed her book, “What brings you to the library?”
“Oh! I didn’t mean to disturb you. I just wanted to get a book for tonight,” you said sheepishly.
“I assumed mother would be entertaining you tonight,” she smirked, wagging her eyebrows.
Blush returning to your cheeks, you buried your face in your hands, “I’m that obvious huh?”
“Very,” she said in an amused tone, “I’ve never seen someone be so taken with her this quickly. I’m Cassandra by the way.”
With a sigh and slumped shoulders you took a seat near Cassandra, “Nice to meet you.”
“You got it bad, huh?” the brown headed girl laughed.
Nodding you shrugged, “I just don’t know what to do. I’ve never been this taken with someone before,” you shook your head, “She’s just so… argh!”
Cassandra got up from her spot and sat next to you. Patting your shoulder, “Just be honest with her, and of course, yourself. And try to think of small things to romance her. She likes things like that.”
“Little things?” you said to yourself, then it struck you. “I need things to write with!”
Cassandra, a little taken aback but your sudden outburst. “Just ask a maid.”
“Right!” you nodded and stood, “Thanks Cassandra,” and with a determined smile on your face you left the library.
Soon finding a maid and asking for the supplies you needed then made your way to your room. It wasn’t long until the maid returned with paper and pencil, and of course a pencil sharpener. It was 10 past 5, and you knew you had to work fast. After a few crumpled papers thrown away you finally had a final draft, making sure it was on a clean piece of paper.
Your beauty struck me fast
With no time to prepare
You left me gasping for air
Just like a spell had been cast
It take effort for my eyes downcast
To not make them into a stare
With your features so faire
My heart takes a blast
But your voice brings me back
The tones washing over me
And making me fall even deeper
With you my calm cracks
I am beseeching thee
My heart is but a leaper
-R
You nodded with satisfaction at your poem, it wasn’t your best but it would do with the time you had. Looking at your watch it was 10 minutes till dinner. Folding the paper you rushed out of your room and found a maid to take it to Lady Dimitrescu’s quarters. You also asked how to get to the dining room, which you found just in time.
Opening the door to the dining hall you noticed that everyone was there. The girls were on one side of the table and of course the Lady was at the head of the table. Nodding your head to the others in greeting you quickly took a seat that had been pushed out for you by a servant. The girls were having a conversation about torture from what you could hear. And with a quick look you confirmed she was looking at you.
Once you sat down the food was brought in. It was a wonderful spread. Looking at your plate there was a cut of steak with some sort of sweet sauce over it, there were mixed vegetables that looked local, a piece of buttered bread that had been toasted. It all looked delicious. You then looked over to the girl's plates. To your surprise, there seemed to be a raw steak with the same sauce over it. Their vegetables were exchanged by raw meatballs and gravy and there was no bread, just something that looked like intestines.
Seeing your surprise, Alcina cleared her throat, “Very astute of you. My daughters and I have to feed on flesh in order to sustain ourselves. Your food is prepared separately.”
“I see,” you slowly nodded, “I also must occasionally eat flesh or blood. As I also have the cadou.”
“Oh really,” Alcina said with some surprise, “I will have the chef consult you about your preferences then.”
“Thank you, my lady.” you replied.
As everyone started to eat you noticed how the girls seem to animalistically tear into their food, while the Lady was as elegant as ever. You tried to ignore the gnawing of food by the daughters and eat your own food.
“Mother, Robin and I played hide and seek today!” the red head exclaimed.
“Oh?” Alcina mused.
“Yes! And she caught me!” Daniela cried as she ripped into an intestine.
And with that her eyes were on you, golden orbs looking with intent, “Really now. I see you’ve already found favor with one of my daughters. And so quickly.”
“She made it easy by staying in one part of the castle. If we had free reign then I definitely would not have found her,” you said with a nervous laugh.
As dinner went on the girls asked you different questions, with the occasional musing by their mother. Once everyone had finished the girls were dismissed, as were you.
Before you got up, Alcina stood and moved behind you. Making her gloved hand grazing the back of your neck, making you shiver, “Good night, pet. Make sure to rest up, we have a busy day tomorrow. Redfield wishes to see how well we will work together.”
Swallowing with a nod, “G-good night, my lady.“
After dinner you made your way to the library and actually took a book. You laughed at your choice. A romance that was well worn. Must be good, you thought. You walked around the castle. Trying to map it out in your head, and before you knew it, it was close to 9.
Entering your room you quickly took off your day clothes and put on your pajamas. Nothing much, just a matching Mickey Mouse themed set. You crawled into bed, already feeling the cold of the night. You set yourself up and made sure you had candle light to read. It took a while for your eyes to adjust to reading by candle light, usually having an electrical light to see.
You read for quite a while, not feeling tired yet. Then, around 11 o’clock you started to hear music. It took you by surprise. Who would be playing music this late.
You have always been a curious person. So of course you got out of bed, putting on your cat slippers. You made your way to the room where the music was coming from, following the sound. What you saw would rock your world.
There she was, Lady Dimitrescu. Her hair was down and she was wearing a sheer robe and underneath there was but a loose bra and underwear that were black. Her pale skin looked like silver in the moonlight that slivered in through the windows. She looked ethereal and took your breath away with your mouth open and a bright blush on your cheeks and neck.
Soon her eyes met yours, “You are supposed to be in bed.”
Your mouth shut with a snap, “I-I’m sorry, my lady. I just couldn’t sleep, and when I heard the music I became curious.”
She chuckled and you could feel your knees go weak. She beckoned you in and you obliged. The music continued to play, with her turning down the volume on the record player. Once you got closer you noticed she had a pen and paper on the table with the record player next to her. You could smell her heady pheromones and it sent a warmth over your body.
Leaning forward she grabbed your chin, “I want you to march back to your room and go to sleep. Am I clear?” her tone was smooth and sultry but there was definitely an edge of warning in her words.
“Yes, my lady,” you replied, melting into her touch.
Retracting her hand she smiled, making your knees weak again, “Good girl.”
You almost whined at her words, but held back. And with that you walked your way back to your room and slid into your bed. What did she need pen and paper for? Had she read your poem and decided to reply? The image of her lounging in the sheer robe sent a shiver down to your core.
“How am I supposed to sleep like this?” your arousal rearing its head as you laid there.
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