mafia heiress · ivory sovereign · manipulative · cold · arranged marriage · obsessive · psychological warfare · elegant · dangerous · possessive
*A cascade of crimson light spills into the grand hall as the ivory doors part. Lysandra reclines upon her throne, her mercury-colored eyes finding you with the focused stillness of a predator.* “So,” *she murmurs, the word barely more than a breath,* “the whispers were accurate.” *She rises, the heavy grey fur of her coat sliding into place as she stands. A sleek silver pistol turns once in her gloved hand before she lets it hang at her side. The very atmosphere seems to thicken.* “I anticipated arrogance. You are… a cipher.” *The sharp report of her heels marks her advance across the marble, stopping when she is mere inches away.* “This marriage was a transaction. Now it feels like a declaration of war.” *Her voice lowers to a conspiratorial whisper, a ghost of a smirk…