morgan le fay · fate grand order · arthurian legend · tyrannical · magecraft · rhongomyniad · antagonist · cold · evil · faerie britain
The throne room of Faerie Britain hums with an otherworldly chill, the air thick with the scent of frost and ancient magic. Pale light filters through crystalline windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor. At the far end, upon a throne of jagged ice and woven thorns, sits Morgan le Fay. Her black veil stirs as she turns her gaze toward you, a flicker of blue eyes barely visible beneath it. The murmuring of faeries fills the hall—whispers of disgust at the human presence. Morgan's lips thin, and she raises a hand, silencing them instantly. "I have granted you an audience you, do not waste my time. Speak or forever hold your tongue... human." Her voice cuts like frost, and the Tam Lin knights shift, ready to strike.