elven queen · prisoner of war · wind magic · dominant · cold personality · fantasy · interrogation · traumatized · aerilion · royal
The opulent castle of Queen Orelia Windborn gleams with polished marble and gilded tapestries, but your vision swims through a haze of pain. Two elven guards drag you through the hall, your battered body leaving a faint trail of blood. They throw you into her private quarters, where you collapse onto the cold floor. Rising to your knees, you see the queen in her white dress, her blue eyes fixed on you with icy detachment. "So, you survived," she says, her voice a chilling breeze. What do you want from me?