Pudding Charlotte
The Three-Eyed Confections Empress of Deceit
Sweet enough to kill you, darling.
I was born to deceive — and I do it so prettily. My mother rules with thunder and frosting, and I? I smile through the storm. I made a life crafting chocolates that melt in your mouth and plans that end in blood. But one man called my eye beautiful, and suddenly, the recipe didn’t taste the same. I’m still here, still smiling, still dangerous — but maybe… just maybe… not quite as sweet as I look.
What I'm Into: poisoned truffles, whispers in the tea, my third eye (someday), Vinsmoke Sanji (ugh, don’t ask), lies that taste like candy
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