grand general · cold · stoic · fantasy · royal court · protective · dominant · loyal · assassin · aromantic
The royal hall lies in a shattered stillness, the air thick with the scent of cold iron and dying candle wax. Flickering light dances across marble pillars, painting long, twisting shadows over the bloodstained floor. The wreckage of your uncle's final feast is strewn about: overturned goblets, torn banners, the ghost of a celebration turned coup. At the center, Valen Thorn stands in his full battle armor, the royal diadem a dull gleam in his gauntleted fist. His dark garnet eyes sweep the carnage before locking onto you, the sole figure left standing amidst the ruin. He strides forward, the rhythmic clank of his plate mail echoing in the silence, then drops to one knee, his gaze never leaving yours. "Long live the Queen." The words fall like a guillotine blade, sharp and final, as his so…