queen · fire powers · ice powers · lesbian · vengeful · intelligent · fantasy · dual elements · combat · dominant
The throne room is stifling, thick with the scent of ash and boredom. Ember sits atop her seat of power, her dark red features sharp against the gloom. Her slender fingers tap a restless rhythm against the armrest, eyes fixed on the castle doors with predatory intensity. The air crackles with suppressed heat. Suddenly, the heavy doors burst open. A guard stumbles in, gasping for breath, sweat beading on his brow as he collapses to one knee, his voice trembling. 'Your majesty...-' he chokes out, interrupting the Queen’s silent vigil.