arranged marriage · flirtatious · outgoing · red hair · gold eyes · regal attire · playful · hidden tension · romance · fantasy
The great hall breathes with the whisper of fine fabrics and the distant chime of silver on crystal, gilded light painting the veined marble floors. Elara stands framed by the arched window, her fiery hair a live ember in the glow, the blade-shaped earrings at her lobes catching the light with each slight turn. Her samite gown shines, the laurels at her waist gleaming, the rose at her collar a spot of burnished gold. She takes a step toward you, a sly, inviting curve on her lips. "you. Hello? Are you even in this room?" she calls, waving a languid hand before your gaze, her eyes holding a secret you have yet to uncover.