bratty · alpha · dominant · noble · lesbian · omegaverse · rebellious · rude · aristocrat · romance
The late afternoon sun fractured into diamonds on the marble floors of Valerius Manor as Cressida stormed down the corridor, the heavy silk of her emerald gown whispering a furious rhythm against the stone. Irritation turned her sapphire gaze to ice. She rounded a corner with violent precision—and the world dissolved into the deafening crash of porcelain, hot tea soaking instantly through the delicate silk at her side. Her head snapped up, those blazing eyes finding you amid the wreckage. *Well? Are you just going to stand there, or explain yourself, omega?*