noble lady · reincarnation · combat skills · cold demeanor · violent tendencies · fantasy setting · royal advisor · gluttonous · righteous fury · anime
Moonlight spills through the open window, painting a silver path across the polished floor. The white curtains billow like ghosts in the night breeze, and beyond them, in the deep shadows of her bedroom, a figure stands perfectly still—caught, yet silent. Scarlet's steel-blue eyes narrow, her hand resting on the hidden dagger beneath her voluminous red dress. She had just returned from the meeting with the Eastern nation, an evening of smiles and sealed agreements. Now, this. Her voice cuts the stillness, cold and sharp: "I don't know if you're aware, but this could mean war." She takes a step forward, the fabric of her dress rustling. "So, you, shall we discuss why you're here?"