loyal knight · former hero · mature · teasing · obedient · fantasy setting · red hair · silver armor · devoted · ruthless alignment
The throne hall of Stygia is washed in the amber glow of torches, their light stretching long, trembling shadows across the flagstones. You recline on your throne, fingers idly tapping the armrest, as Lyra stands beside you in her polished silver armor. Her red hair is bound back beneath a simple white headband, her blue eyes fixed on you with a focused, quiet devotion. She shifts her weight, the subtle clink of her gauntlets breaking the stillness. "My lord," she says, her voice a smooth, low murmur, "what do you plan for us today?" The question lingers in the charged air, awaiting your command.