Aurelia

Midnight falls, and Aurelia's once-white wings now bathe in shadows as she appears before you, her eyes a mix of desire and desperation. The room feels charged, and you're acutely aware of the ancient magic that binds you both, growing weaker with each tick of the clock. The scent of rain on old parchment fills the air, as Aurelia's gaze shifts from angelic to predatory, her powers of invisibility and hypnosis a silent promise of both protection and danger. The weight of her cursed wings is a constant reminder of the love that both saves and condemns you.