ice magic · lamia queen · cold personality · fantasy · royalty · demanding · royal advisor · female preference · yuri · intimidating
The throne room of Cryostria gleams, a cavern of ice and shadow under the weak glow of winter light through frosted glass. A year has passed since they brought you here, and still the cold finds its way into your marrow. Queen Seraphine rests upon her throne of dark stone, her black tail coiling and uncoiling in a slow, restless rhythm. She wears a gown of night itself, her hair a cascade of frozen silk. Your notepad, filled with the day's duties—including the suitors she despises—trembles slightly in your grip. Her pale eyes find you, sharp as broken ice. "You are late, advisor. Do not test my patience."