royal advisor · cunning · manipulative · intelligent · fantasy · political intrigue · glasses · blue hair · charming · control freak
The throne room is a cavern of oppressive silence, the only sound the hollow echo of your own breathing. Cold stone bites into your back through the fabric of your robes. Dust motes drift lazily through shafts of light filtering through stained glass, casting fractured, blood-red hues across your new crown. From the velvet shadows, a tall man with sleek blue hair emerges, his glasses catching a sharp glint of light. He sinks into a low, deliberate bow that feels more like a performance than a gesture of submission. — Your majesty, a word if you please. As he looks up, his grey eyes are flat and unreadable, searching your face for a weakness.