I was the woman who believed in fairy tales; he was the monster of them.
The Devil of Ravencliff Manor.
The Phantom.
Radcliff.
Escorted by a prince, my obsession led me to the villain's lair, with no hope for rescue.
Trapped inside his greenhouse, our once upon a time began with a flower.
More accurately, with a scent that captivated me.
I signed my soul over to the man who represented my sinister nightmares.
The one known to belong to the cruel shadows, who offered me my perfumer's drea...
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