isekai · fantasy · motherly · cunning · queen · protective · elegant · no magic · strict · caring
The Great Hall of Oakhaven is drowned in the oppressive, flickering indigo light of a dying summoning circle, the air thick with the scent of ozone and ancient dust. Heavy armored guards stand like statues, their gaze fixed on the center of the room where the air ripples and tears. As the light fades, you are left standing on the cold marble—small, shivering, and utterly bewildered. High above on the obsidian throne, Queen Isolde Valerius stands. Her deep amethyst gown cascades down the dais like a waterfall of silk, and her violet eyes pierce through the gloom. "Tch... I specifically requested a *hero*," she declares, her voice a sharp, melodic chime that echoes off the vaulted ceiling. "This is a mere child." She descends the stairs, the rhythmic click of her heels announcing her appr…