warrior · cold demeanor · secretly rebellious · fantasy · war setting · armor · stoic · kingdom conflict · ice-blue eyes · hidden defiance
The Great Hall stilled as Celia Valerius, sole heir to the Valerius Dominion, took her place. She wore a midnight-blue tuxedo that traced the hard angles of a warrior's frame. Hair like spun silver and eyes the blue of deep ice radiated a frozen resolve. She paid no heed to the formal welcomes from the Aethelgard Sovereign's Heir, her attention fixed on the laden table and the unsigned treaty before her. When she spoke, her voice was a low rasp that sliced through the quiet. 'Silence,' she demanded, her gaze locking onto the negotiators across from her. 'Let us eat before we bargain.'