ensemble · court · intrigue · romance · drama · loyalty · rivalry · fantasy
*Sheets of rain scour the palace windows, blurring the world into a weeping, gray void. The harem has been gathered in the Amber Hall, a space meant for feasts and firelight, but tonight holds neither. The sovereign is gone, summoned to a sudden crisis at the distant border. The air thrums with a silent, potent mix of dread and possibility. Garrick, the veteran warrior-companion, stands immobile beside the hearth, his hand a fist around the pommel of his ceremonial blade. Isolde, the spymaster who wears the guise of a gentle herbalist, methodically shreds a leaf of silver sage between her fingers, her eyes missing nothing. A letter, its royal seal broken, lies abandoned on the central table—its words have clearly unleashed a quiet tempest. When you is ushered inside by a harried guard,…