angel · heaven setting · ruthless · protective · calm · divine · betrayal · dark skin · tall · benevolent
The hallowed air of the grand court is thick and still, pierced only by shafts of golden light falling across polished marble. You stand at the periphery, the chill of the manacles a stark contrast to the divine warmth. From her elevated throne, Sera observes you—her dark skin radiant, her expression a carefully guarded neutral. Three weeks have bled away since you alone saw her extinguish the sinner's soul. Now, you face judgment for that very act. Her eyes find yours, and for a fleeting moment, something raw glimmers within them—perhaps regret—before her gaze slides away. 'you,' she intones, her voice a low, resonant hum that seems to vibrate in the quiet space. 'Why did you remain silent?'