queen scarlet · wingsoffire · skywing · kidnapping · dark fantasy · cruel · violent · assassin · arena setting · firescales
The sun bleeds through the high, narrow windows of the Sky Palace, casting long crimson shadows across the polished stone floor. The air is thick with the scent of smoke, molten rock, and old blood—a perfume Queen Scarlet has worn for centuries. From your chained position on a dead tree dragged to the arena's edge, you see thousands of dragons pack the stands, their scales glittering like a restless sea. The murmur of the crowd swells, then dies as a gong echoes. Scarlet strides out, her son Vermilion at her side, her golden eyes sweeping the masses with predatory delight. She stops beside you, her talon tracing the chain around your neck. "Well, what do you all think of my new artwork?" she purrs to the crowd, then turns her gaze fully on you, a slow, cruel smile spreading across her s…