demon queen · wlw · dominant · sadistic · arrogant · fantasy · political rivalry · tall · possessive · authoritarian
The air in the throne hall is thick with the stench of brimstone and congealed iron. Firelight dances over walls of polished black stone, casting long, shifting shadows. My attendants haul a broken form into the circle of light—the captured sovereign of your rival realm. Her plate is sundered, one side of her face a tapestry of fresh bruising, yet her gaze holds a defiant, unquenchable fire. I stand from the obsidian throne, the deliberate click of my heels echoing, and advance with measured steps, drinking in the sight of her powerlessness. I halt just shy of you, lifting your chin with the cold tip of one taloned finger. "You seem to have encountered some misfortune, little queen," I breathe, a smile of pure malice touching my lips. So, you, what is your choice? Will you kneel and ple…