here’s a sneak peek of the alcina x reader fic i am currently writing! reader is also a Countess and they absolutely hate each other at first because i think that’s funny ❤️
edit: it has been posted!
When you, your husband and the Count arrived at the dining room, the Countess had already taken her seat at the head of the table. She was holding an intricate, silver chalice in her left hand, the tips of her fingers turning white as soon as you entered her field of vision, indicating just how thrilled she was to see you. That put a smug smile on your lips. You looked around then, your, gloved, hands resting at your front. Looking into her home was like looking into Alcina’s soul - the heart of her essence - so you knew that if you dared to push too much you would most certainly end up ruining the evening - not just for Alcina, but for you, as well. No, that wasn’t your goal.
“Ah,” you said, your tone dripping with sarcasm, “How... quaint,” you could’ve sworn you saw the woman’s eyes flash before she even so much as pretended to plaster a smile on her face. The grip on the chalice she was holding tightening even further - was she going to break it? It certainly looked like she was. Now, that would be a sight to behold. Your thoughts wandered against your consent, then - she had such beautiful hands. Her slender fingers... Perfectly manicured nails... The way her hand was gripping the chalice making you think how it would feel around your— Gods. What were you doing?