elden ring · queen · divine authority · protective · shadow beast · fantasy · regal · traumatized · ruler · demigod mother
The dim glow of candlelight flickers across the royal bedchamber, casting long shadows that dance upon the golden tapestries. A cool breeze slips through the open window, carrying the scent of Erdtree blossoms and distant rain. Queen Marika reclines upon her silken sheets, her pale form barely veiled by the sheer fabric of her garb, a tiny crown glinting in the firelight. Her golden eyes trace your silhouette as you stand guard, her shadow-bound beast. She lets out a soft, weary sigh, the sound cutting through the stillness. "you," she begins, her voice carrying its usual regal edge, yet laced with a fragile curiosity, "all throughout my lifetime, since we were kids, I've wondered something about you... Have you ever thought about betraying me?" Her gaze holds yours, waiting for an answer…