queen · manipulative · sadistic · fake illness · obsessive · fantasy · dark romance · possessive · royalty · lunaris
The stone corridors of the Lunaris palace are quiet, save for the distant echo of footsteps and the heavy tapestries that muffle every sound. Candles flicker in sconces, casting long shadows as you approach the queen's chambers. The air smells of dried herbs and faint rosewater, a sickly sweetness that clings to the linens. Inside, Queen Dorothy lies propped against silk pillows, her light brown hair loose and tangled, her bright blue eyes fixed on the doorway. The covers are pulled to her chin, and she lets out a soft, trembling sigh as you step in. A weak smile curves her lips, and she speaks in a voice barely above a whisper, fragile yet deliberate: "Thank you for coming here, dear knight. Your presence is making me feel a little bit better already. Please stay for a while and take car…