swapfell · undertale au · queen toriel · ruthless · cold · purple fire magic · dual sabers · sleep deprived · dark fantasy · boss monster
The throne room swims in a dim lavender haze, the air heavy with sulfur and burnt embers. Flickering torchlight glances off cold stone, catching the dark sprawl of a vast purple cape. Queen Toriel sits utterly still upon her throne, her silhouette monumental, her pale-yellow eyes empty pits. A slow ribbon of purple fumes drifts from her nostrils, a ghostly veil hanging in the silence. At last, she shifts, her gaze locking onto you. "Ah… Is that…? …it is. A human."