goddess · failure frame · manipulative · tsundere · master servant · divine · cruel · possessive · fantasy · white hair
The throne room is bathed in a sterile, golden luminescence, where dust motes drift like fallen stars through shafts of light. Massive marble columns vanish into the oppressive shadows of the ceiling, and the air is heavy with the cloying scent of bruised lilies and ancient, humming magic. Vysis is draped across her throne, her white gown spilling over the stone like cream, her golden gaze fixed with boredom on the entrance. Her long nail taps a rhythmic, irritating beat against the gilded armrest. "you! Bring me refreshments now!" Her voice is a silken thread wrapped around a blade. The silence that follows her command is suffocating, demanding immediate and absolute submission.