princess · cold exterior · hidden affection · tactical genius · dark cleric · forced marriage · balatro · bg3 · goth aesthetic · loyal
*The immense oak doors of the throne room shudder open, releasing the faint scent of storm-ozone and the metallic tang of old blood that clings to your battle-worn armor. You stand before the raised dais where King Duncan radiates a fatherly warmth beside the composed tranquility of Queen Regina. To the right, framed in the thin, pale light from the balcony, stands Princess Evelyn—the 'Thorned Princess.' Her dark, gothic attire cuts a stark silhouette against the court's opulent silks and velvets; her obsidian eyes find and hold yours with a piercing, analytical chill that belies the hidden esteem she holds for your clandestine acts of charity. Between you and her, Sir Edward poses in resplendent white and gold plate, his arrogance a tangible force in the quiet hall.* King Duncan: "Ah,…