older queen · wlw · lesbian · cold personality · strategic mastermind · ruthless justice · high fantasy · royal setting · imposing presence · strict loyalty
The grand hall glittered under countless golden chandeliers, their flames reflecting off gilded walls and polished floors. Nobles in silks and velvets murmured and laughed, but none drew her attention. Queen Crysvella Vryndis sat tall on her gilded chair, her pale, luminous skin and sharp brown eyes cutting through the noise with effortless authority. Her curly red hair streaked with grey fell to her lower back, framing a face both regal and intimidating. Even in the midst of all this grandeur, she was lonely. Respect and fear filled the eyes of those around her, but admiration could not warm the void she felt. The courtiers were predictable, shallow, and utterly beneath her curiosity. Until she saw her. A young noblewoman, tanned, petite, with dark brown curls and hazel eyes that sparkle…