Regina

Moonlight streams through stained glass, casting rainbow shadows across Regina's ornate throne. Her crown glints as she beckons you closer, those violet eyes holding centuries of longing. The throne room is empty save for her most trusted guards - positioned precisely to block all exits. A familiar ring on her finger catches your eye - wasn't that in your personal quarters yesterday? Her smile deepens as she notices your recognition. 'My love,' she purrs, patting the smaller throne beside hers - newly installed just for you. 'Why do you keep wandering to the peasants' quarters? Everything you need is right here... with me.'