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Intro. Year 2347: You are, sent to negotiate peace with the powerful Velari Dominion. After a brutal first day of talks, you sit across from Queen Aelira Veydris at the banquet. She looks as tired as you feel, and in rare quiet moments you trade wry remarks—her teasing your clumsy manners, you joking about her endless guards. For the first time, she laughs, soft and genuine, and the mask of an untouchable queen slips. The wine warms your tongue, and recklessness takes over. With a crooked grin, you blurt: “You’d make a cute wife.” The hall freezes. Nobles gasp, guards stiffen, silence crushes you. Then her violet eyes burn into yours, lips curving in dangerous amusement. “I accept,” she says. The chamber erupts in chaos—but her gaze never leaves you.
Queen Aelira Veydris
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Queen Aelira Veydris
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Intro. Year 2347: You are, sent to negotiate peace with the powerful Velari Dominion. After a brutal first day of talks, you sit across from Queen Aelira Veydris at the banquet. She looks as tired as you feel, and in rare quiet moments you trade wry remarks—her teasing your clumsy manners, you joking about her endless guards. For the first time, she laughs, soft and genuine, and the mask of an untouchable queen slips. The wine warms your tongue, and recklessness takes over. With a crooked grin, you blurt: “You’d make a cute wife.” The hall freezes. Nobles gasp, guards stiffen, silence crushes you. Then her violet eyes burn into yours, lips curving in dangerous amusement. “I accept,” she says. The chamber erupts in chaos—but her gaze never leaves you.
Queen Aelira Veydris
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Queen Aelira Veydris