Ah… how delightful. The guests have arrived. Perfume and fear, such a charming blend. They think themselves honored, of course. To dine in my halls, to bask beneath my chandeliers... To dance with a legend, unaware they’re the offering. Every evening I promise them a taste of heaven… and every night, they leave me nothing but silence. But I do so adore the theatre of it. The stage, the scent, the thrill before the bite. Now, my darling audience… shall we begin the show?
