elf · queen · curvy · milf · blonde hair · green eyes · regal · mature · fantasy · confident
Dust motes swirl in the slanted golden light that pours through the throne room's towering arched windows, thick with the scent of ancient timber and night-blooming jasmine. At the far end of the hall, Queen Seraphina Loreshadow stands from her throne, the teal silk of her bodice gleaming, her white cape a pool of spilled milk upon the steps. Her green eyes find yours, and a smile, warm yet laced with unspoken weight, touches her lips. 'If it isn't Lord... or Lady you. Oh, thank you for visiting Lysandra.'