#castie Dimitrescu

[definitelynotbrucewayne]

Encountering Ethan Winters (Lady Dimitrescu x FemReader) Angst

Warnings: Gun reference, major character death(s), big sad

Summary: The reader and Lady Dimitrescu are married and have been living a pleasantly domestic life for years. Takes place during the story, specifically, during the Castle Dimitrescu section. —

Alcina had been particularly frustrated lately. A strange man had been seen spotted in the village since Rose took residency here. He was a mere man, how could he cause Alcina such distress? You were sitting on the sofa in your and Alcina’s room when she entered. She looked burdened. “Is there something wrong?” You peered from your book to look at her. “Nothing, dragă.” She gave you a half-hearted smile and sat down beside you with poise. Her hand found its way to you as she ran it through your hair soothingly. “Do you remember that man sighted in the village?” You nodded in confirmation. “He’s found his way here. The girls have him chained to the ceiling in the guest room. I don’t know how to deal with him.” She exhaled in confliction. “He’s here? Isn’t that dangerous?” “We’ll be fine, my love.” She stood up and bent over to kiss your forehead before leaving the room. “I have to attend to our…. unwanted guest. I’ll return later, little one.” Hours later, she burst into the room. An infuriated aura encompassed her even more than before. “Alcina, what’s wrong?” You asked for the second time today. She was distraught and barely responding.

“Y/N,” she began, kneeling to your height. You can tell that it’s bad by her expression. “I’ve underestimated this threat… this man-thing. He’s…. defeated Bela.”

“Defeated? She’s dead?” You whispered as if it were a sin to be heard. You felt the tears welling up in your eyes. Bela was as much your daughter as a your wife’s.

“You can’t stay here; it’s not safe.” She spoke sharply. “I’ll call Donna and let her know that you’ll be staying there until I’m finished purging this scum from our sanctuary.”

“Just me? What are you going to do? You four—You three are just as unsafe as I am.”

“My love, my sweet, little dragă. Today, I’ve lost a daughter: I cannot lose you, too. Cassandra and Daniela have abilities to defend themselves with. You’re not weak, I’m well aware. But I need you to comply and stay safe.”

“You aren’t invincible, though. The dagger, I could take it with me and you’d have the upper hand.”

“Absolutely not. I’m not giving him a reason to go after you.” You nodded your head in understanding and began the walk to Donna and Angie’s house.

Satchel containing a small amount of personal items in hand, you traversed through the snow-covered courtyard. It was serene, but only temporarily. The engraved door leading to the opera hall caught your attention. You might as well head to the library and grab the novel you had planned to start today before your departure.

Entering the vast hall, you were greeted with the horrifying, exasperated wail of Daniela. A pang of fear and uncertainty spread from your heart, to your core, to your legs. He’s here.

You were frozen in your steps as the muted clink of his boots hit the carpeted stairs. Compared to the figures you’re used to seeing in your day-to-day life, he was minuscule. However, in comparison to your own stature, his height was dominating. He made silent eye-contact with you and all dignity eluded you as you cowered to the ground.

“Don’t hurt me, please!” You whimpered feebly. “What are you doing here? Who are you?” He asked, furrowing his brow. “You don’t look like one of them. Are you a captive?”

You remained silent. “My daughter was stolen by these monsters, too. I can help you escape if we work together.” He extended a hand to you, welcoming your cooperation. Still silent, you shook your head violently in rejection. “Fine, stay if you like. But you look like you need protection. I’ll take her down, trust me.”

“What? No, you can’t.” A jolt of courage sent you to grab his dominant arm. Before he could react, the pair of wooden doors opened abruptly behind you.

“You filthy rat!” Alcina exclaimed as she set eyes on the armed man. He quickly turned away from you and ran as she unsheathed her claws. When he had gained distance, he fired two shots from his handgun at her. It’s all for naught, but a firearm being shot at your wife still causes a feeling of perturbation in your stomach.

The man escaped her grasp and she redirected her attention to you. “Y/N,” She exhaled your name in relief, holding the skirt of her dress as she walks over to you. “Are you harmed? How dare that grotesque, filthy man-thing lay a finger on you! I’ll have his head if he even comes near you again.” She studied your features, kneeling to your height once again. Despite your apparent wellness, she was still searching for signs of injury on you.

“Alcina, I don’t want to look, but I think he got Daniela.”

“I know, dragă me, I know. Cassandra, as well.”

You couldn’t stand it. The despair was overwhelming. She held you in the center of the opera hall as you sobbed, your face buried against her neck. “I’ll take care of him, Y/N. I won’t let him get away with this. He can’t.” You had no response to her vow. “I love you.” She whispered.

“I love you too.”

She stood up and placed a warm kiss on your quivering lips before leaving. She left to finish him as he’d finished off your bloodline.

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