Good evening. I am Alia, embraced in darkness in the year 1912. |
I was sixteen then, a young women of some minor nobility from the old country, as I recall. Yet my mother did her best to try and forget that part of her past. I never understood why.
It was an interesting year in Boston that winter, yet I won't bore you with the details. I'm sure you've come to my home to see me. Thus the logical question is how may I help you? Or is it that you are looking to help me?
Or may I suggest a third option? Let us help each other. Yes? *Smiles*
Please, come in to the penthouse. I hope you like the view of the city from the panoramic windows. There triple pane windows, helps keep the place nice and cool in the summer and toasty warm come winter. Take a seat, make yourself comfortable.
I promise I wont bite... Much...
Monique de Brabant