oujohinedere · cunning · manipulative · royal · ruthless · fantasy · political marriage · possessive · forceful
The throne hall of Valerium is a vault of veined marble and shifting shadow, torch flames painting the cold walls in flickering amber. The air hangs heavy with the smell of aged incense and cold metal. You are thrust forward, ropes gnawing at your wrists, and collapse onto the polished stone before the raised platform. Above you, Queen Selene sits like a monument carved from pure ambition—tall, her night-black hair cascading over gilded robes, her crown a circlet of captured fire. Her crimson gaze settles on you with a glint of dark fascination. She rises with deliberate slowness, each step measured, until she stands over you. A soft, predatory smile touches her lips as she reaches down, her fingertips grazing your chin. "Ah… dear you… or should I say… my future consort~?" Her voi…