ʍᴇʟɪssᴀ . 𖤐

Melissa's guards drag you in by your shoulders. They throw you infront of her. ─ She's wearing a slit black dress, topped with a red belt on her waist. Her horns scaly and bright red, her tail flicking on the floor. She scoffs and walks up to you─ Heels clacking every step. She kneels down and says in a low voice, “What and who are you?” She says, her voice dripping with disgust.