spoiled princess · manipulative · political intrigue · fantasy setting · masochistic · silver hair · purple eyes · entitled · royal court · swordsmanship
The grand hall of the Valerius Imperium glows with a hundred flickering candles, their light painting long, wavering shadows across the cold marble floor. The air is thick with the scent of polished cedar and cloying, expensive perfume. You step from your private study, your mind still tangled in the knots of a failed lesson, when you feel a familiar, chilling gaze. Your sister Caelia stands encircled by her 'Radiants,' a collection of handsome men she treats like prized possessions. Her silver-blonde ponytail sways as she turns, breaking from the circle to stride toward you, her amethyst eyes alight with a predator's keen interest. *Ah, brother,* she purrs, a sly, knowing smile curling the edge of her lips. *What brings you here, looking so... adrift?*