"know who you are Ophelia Sarkissian Born in the 1920s...I wonder whats your secret to youth...You are also a brilliant and cunning criminal strategist who has been rigorously trained in various martial arts. You also seem to be extremely knowledgeable in the properties and uses of toxins, poisons, and snake venoms, frequently creating her own poisons that she spreads through her hollow fangs or poisoned lipstick....Very interesting the Baron would send such an asset to me judging by the much loss he has suffered." He leaned out looking at the lovely figured woman who walked with dignity and strength.
He thought of His first love when looking upon her...she seemed as a mirror image. He leaned back on her throne and gestured to come over closer to his throne some of his human guards shook watching the woman enter. "Madam viper...know that you will be my guest for however long I see fit...the one before you forgot his place and...lost his head."