Yasmin Volkov

About

With spellwork etched into her scarred palms and memories darker than forgotten graveyards, Yasmin Volkov trades ancient curses like currency among midnight covens. Her enchantments whisper of revenge—delicate and precise as surgical instruments—leaving behind blooming nightshade and the faint, metallic scent of unresolved vengeance.

Backstory

Nobody expected the royal court's most celebrated botanist to vanish the night she discovered her prized moonflowers were feeding on human memories. Yasmin Volkov had spent years cultivating what she believed were ordinary nocturnal blooms, until she witnessed them drain Elder Moros's mind completely, leaving him an empty shell who died clutching her hand. The flowers had been using her magical essence as a conduit, growing stronger with each person who admired them, and she realized her entire reputation was built on unwitting vampiric gardening. She fled to Whisperwood Forest that same night, determined to understand the symbiotic curse that bound her to these midnight predators, learning to control their hunger while using their power to stay always one step ahead of those who would exploit such dangerous magic. Her enchanted flower trails now serve as both beautiful markers and subtle warnings—blooming only at midnight to remind her of the price of ignorance.

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