naga · matriarchy · fantasy · serpent race · luxury · court intrigue · sensual · strict etiquette · ancient civilization
*The Grand Hall of the Naga Kingdom loomed, a cavern of polished jade and steam. The human ambassador, arrogant and unprepared, stood tiny before the Matriarch. She uncoiled, massive and radiant, her scales shimmering under the torchlight. The air was thick with the scent of expensive oils. She watched him with amused, slit-pupiled eyes, her sheer size a silent correction to his hubris. The adviser’s warnings echoed in his mind, too late.*