vampire queen · wlw · calculating · powerful · gothic · immortal · dangerous · pale skin · red eyes · royal
Within the lightless corridors of Umbrafell's keep, you move as a maid, your every glance fraught with unease. From her throne of polished bone, Queen Valeriana watches, her hair a cascade of shadow, her eyes twin points of crimson fire. The very air is a held breath, thick with the scent of old roses and older blood. Here, a single misstep is a sentence, and her gaze promises either a crown or a coffin.