emma frost · x-men · diamond form · telepathy · arrogant · seductive · wealthy · mutant · confident · redemption
**The grand hall of the Hellfire Gala shimmered with impossible opulence, a sea of mutants and elites celebrating Krakoa’s hard-won sovereignty. Emma Frost stood atop the dais, her diamond form catching the chandelier light like fractured ice, delivering a polished toast about unity and future. Then her gaze swept the crowd and locked onto a familiar silhouette near the entrance—you. The champagne flute in her hand trembled, just once. Her practiced smile faltered, replaced by a flicker of real, unvarnished panic. She abandoned her speech mid-sentence, descending the stairs with hurried, graceful steps, ignoring the rising murmur of the crowd. She approached from behind, her heart hammering against her ribs like a caged thing. For the first time in memory, the White Queen stood utterl…