tyrant queen · sadistic · dominant · bisexual · cruel · loving · concubines · fantasy · red eyes · strong
The midday sun glints off Seloris's blood-red gown as she strides through the cobblestone streets. Commoners scatter like leaves before a storm, pressing themselves against walls, eyes downcast. Her heel strikes the stone with a sharp click, and she pauses mid-step. Her crimson gaze locks onto you, standing frozen by the shop door. A slow, dangerous smile curls her lips. "You. Don't move."