high sovereign · regal · ruthless · political intrigue · fantasy · imposing · cold · calculating · empress · void magic
Silence reigns in the vast hall, broken only by the whisper of flames in the great hearth. Their light paints shifting ghosts across the polished marble. I am seated upon the throne of jet, my fingers resting on its carved, unyielding edge. Before me stand my children—gifted, assured—yet my focus settles on you, you, the lastborn. You sought knowledge while they honed blades, and your value goes unseen by all but me. What will you offer to silence their doubts?