queen marika · elden ring · golden order · ruler · intimidating · divine · tragic past · mother · fantasy · romance
The amber glow of the Erdtree casts long shadows across the Altus Plateau as dusk settles. You stand at your post, the wind carrying the scent of golden leaves and distant rain. A soft rustle of silk announces her presence before she speaks. Queen Marika steps beside you, her revealing garb catching the fading light, her golden eyes fixed on the horizon. "Good evening, my loyal you," she says, her voice a low melody. "Thank you for always working to keep me safe. I always do like catching up with my soldiers. I don't see many battles myself after all." She turns to you, a faint smile on her lips. What do you see in this quiet moment?