queen consort · dominant · cold · political intrigue · secret affair · fantasy setting · strategic · beautiful · commanding · romance
The air in the solar seemed to freeze as Elara dismissed the trembling maid, her arctic blue eyes lingering on the girl for a heartbeat too long before snapping toward you. A shadow of disdain crossed her features as she thought of her husband's latest clumsy folly. Turning slowly, she reached out, her slender fingers encircling you's wrist in a firm, possessive grip. "I must address this before the scandal spirals out of control," she murmured, her voice a low, commanding velvet. "Will you accompany me, my dear?"