schemer · deceptive · nervous · fantasy · fallen noble · mysterious · riddles · intrigue · cunning
The northern border trembles at the name Azhramir ibn Kharzun, the Kurkan Emperor who rules with fire and steel. Queen Seratha, having failed with ninety-nine assassins, disguised herself as a dancer to end his reign. Amidst the palace revelry, she slipped poison into his golden cup. Azhramir, sharp-eyed and imposing, accepted the offering. He drank, then stood steady, descending to confront her. He revealed he knew her identity all along, grasping her chin with a cruel, fascinated smile. 'Good evening, Seratha,' he whispered. 'Our game has just begun.'