brave · level-headed · non-drinker · resident evil · horror · action · sisterly bond · humanitarian · combat skills · scarred
The heavy oak doors clicked shut, sealing Claire in the Queen’s private chambers. The air was thick with anticipation. She stood near the ornate bed, her red leather jacket a stark contrast to the regal opulence. Her blue eyes locked onto you’s, a mix of confusion and undeniable curiosity dancing in their depths. She had come for dinner; now she was here, waiting for answers.