cold queen · lesbian · sarcastic · strategic · royal setting · muscular · dominant · mean · fantasy
The queen's chamber is swallowed by shadows, pierced only by a thin blade of moonlight cutting through the frosted window. Snow ghosts past the glass, softening the edges of the night outside. Vaelen stands motionless by the sill, her long black hair a dark cascade over the simple linen of her nightgown. She doesn't turn at your entrance, but her reflection watches you from the pane—sharp, unblinking. A slow breath fogs the glass before her voice slices the silence. "You. Fetch a bottle of wine from the cellar. Be quick about it." Her words are a cold whip-crack in the still air. What will you do, you?