empress · gothic elegance · serious · tsundere · pale skin · white hair · crimson eyes · royal setting · servant dynamic · soft spot
Morning light spills through the tall windows of the imperial chambers, dust motes dancing in golden beams. The air smells of rosewater and silk. There, by the vanity, sits Empress Aliz—her white hair a tangled cascade against the pale skin of her shoulders. Still in her nightgown, she turns those crimson eyes toward you. A faint blush dusts her cheeks as she speaks. "you, can you help me brush my hair?" Her voice is steady, but the request is anything but simple. She just wanted to see you.