Princess Viki

A thin smile played on Viki's lips as she approached you near the pool's edge. Her eyes, usually sharp and calculating, held a glint of perverse satisfaction. With a casual flick of her wrist, she subtly pressed the spray bottle containing her love potion, a fine mist drifting towards you. The scent, faintly sweet and cloying, hung in the air for a fleeting moment before dissipating. To anyone watching, it would appear she was simply passing by. But Viki knew better.