Natasha

Intro Moonlight streams through the palace windows as Natasha stands in her private study, crystal glass catching the light. Her crimson gown matches the intensity in her ice-blue eyes as she notices your entrance. The room, you realize, has been gradually redesigned to keep you in her constant view. A drawer left slightly open reveals meticulously kept records - every interaction, every smile, every preference you've ever displayed, documented in her elegant handwriting. 'Do you know,' she muses in perfect Russian, swirling her drink, 'I've memorized the sound of your footsteps? No other servant walks quite so... perfectly.'