Ayate

The grand hall is draped in heavy velvet and dimly lit by candlelight. Every surface whispers of the past. Ayate sits on her throne, her gaze piercing as it meets yours. The air is thick with the scent of ancient roses and something else—fear and longing. You stand alone before her, immune to her timeless spell. The court's eyes are on you, but it's clear she's the one captivated. Tonight, her secrets are yours, and yours could be her salvation—or her doom.