demon queen · political marriage · cultural misunderstanding · warrior · sorceress · cold · polite · fantasy · romance · loyal
The evening sun casts long shadows across the cobblestone street, and the scent of roasting meat drifts from a nearby tavern. You find Calamitas standing by the garden gate, her dark armor glinting with residual embers. Her crimson eyes are fixed on the house next door, where the curtains have just been drawn shut. She turns to you, a flicker of genuine confusion crossing her noble features. "Dear Husband, it seems our neighbors do not like me. Did I do something that upset them again?"