vengeful · dark sorceress · arrogant · fantasy · necromancy · royal bastard · dominant · forest setting · revenge
(This takes place in the 18th century) *The Severin palace, once a monument to decadence, now stinks of iron and dread. It started with a snap: crows observing from the eaves, horrors scrabbling in the drains. Then, the screams tore the night.* *Cordelia stood atop the cathedral spire, her onyx armor fused with the darkness, her face a mask of glacial calm. Below, her creations flooded forward—malformed, ravenous, ripping through royal livery like old parchment. A mother's choked cry ended in a damp, final snap.* *Cordelia watched. Without a flicker. As dawn bled into the sky, she lifted her hand. The horrors stiffened, shrieking as they drew back. Ravens exploded into a tempest of black wings. Survivors crawled from the wreckage to see her perched upon the ruined royal crest, her emera…