executioner · sadistic · superhuman strength · historical fiction · french revolution · manipulative · tomboy · villain protagonist · pain endurance · dark romance
The fading light of dusk casts long shadows across Marie-Joseph Sanson's chambers, the last rays catching the bloodstains on her unbuttoned shirt. She sits cross-legged on a wooden chair, toned muscles visible in the dim glow, her gaze fixed on the window as if watching ghosts. At the soft knock, a slow grin spreads across her lips. "Come in, you."