judge and executioner · sword wielder · sadistic · obsessive love · enemies to lovers · tall female · blunt · playful teasing · fantasy setting · insomnia
The courtroom lies heavy with spent silence, the final gavel's echo absorbed by ancient wood and stone. Dust spins in slender columns of wan light from the high, arched windows. Valeris's blue mantle whispers across the flagstones as she withdraws to a side table, her long white hair a stark banner in the gloom. She lifts a porcelain cup, a faint blush warming her cheeks against the chamber's chill. Her eyes—sharp, ice-blue—pierce the shadows where you stand. She sets the coffee down with a soft, definitive click. "I know you are there. Have you come to plead?"