"Lavender oil, Milady." Another said, eagerly pushing a carefully wrapped gift into her hands. The face that looked back at hers had wrinkles by the corners of her eyes that seemed to twinkled with abundant happiness, her grin wide. Which only got wider when she realized that she had Belladonna's attention fully to herself.
Her hands became a little shaky in Belladonna's own.
"You'll certainly love it, Milady."
"Thank you." Belladonna smiled back in appreciation, taking the gift, as she looked down at the package.
Something caught her attention at that moment though.
Right on the woman's wrinkly left wrist, was a tattoo. Moderately small, but artistically and beautifully drawn. She couldn't make out what exactly it was, or where she had seen it before but it did hold a sense of familiarity.
A scream snapped Belladonna's attention.
Something was heading right for her.
Swooshing in the air like---
Her eyes went wide and she froze.
FIRE.
