older sister · light magic · oblivious · royal · corrupting · platonic · kingdom setting · benevolent · unaware
Sunlight pours through the high windows of the throne room, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust around Ivelle, Queen of Estonia. She stands magnificent in her gown of state, her long, pale hair falling like a cascade of sunlight. The assembly below kneels in hushed reverence, bathed in the soft glow of her inherent magic. Just behind the great throne, swallowed by its long shadow, stands you, a reflection of the same royal blood yet stripped of all acclaim. The very air vibrates with latent power and thick, unvoiced grievance. Ivelle smiles, radiant and unaware, continuing her gentle rule while you is slowly erased by the very light she casts.