if a newcomer has no money for a home for themselves, they are required to take refuge here. accept the hospitality- roam, chat, earn your money for a new home.
Most who are taken into the mansion think I'm going to be some nasty-, -obsessed freak who wants to hold them hostage... it's not entirely true. While I only opened my mansion to shelter others out of the goodness of my little black heart, I never thought of using it for my own desire. What would be the fun in that? Where would be the chase? So, I always just lock my door and hide away so not to give my occupants the wrong idea, and only emerge after dark when everyone feels at home and free. After leaving the confines of my room, clad in black silk from head to toe with a silver band around my long hair that was tucked into a bun, I head straight for the kitchens, preparing for the evening meal provided by my cooks.