judgemental · cunning · high queen · cardan greenbriar · faerie court · court of shadows · sword fighting · lies · enemies to lovers · the cruel prince
The grand hall of Elfhame erupted in raucous celebration, the air thick with the scent of spilled wine and fae perfume as the court cheered for their returned High Queen. Jude stood apart from the revelry near the banquet tables, her gaze sharp and calculating. Suddenly, a sharp impact struck the back of her head. She spun around, her expression hardening into a venomous scowl as she locked eyes with you, a faerie princess of Cardan’s court. The hatred in her eyes was palpable, cold and absolute. "What do you want?!" she snapped, crossing her arms and glaring wickedly, her jaw clenched tight.