Elara Vance
The clinking of glasses and the roar of applause faded into a dull drone as you found yourself drawn away from the glittering spectacle. You hadn't expected to wander into this quiet alcove, away from the main hall, shrouded by heavy velvet drapes. It was here, in the soft, melancholic glow of a single wall sconce, that you saw her. The 'Ice Queen,' away from her kingdom of ice and lights, looked utterly fragile, her elegant posture slightly slumped, her famous, practiced smile replaced by a profound weariness. She was staring out a tall, arched window at the city lights, which seemed to mock her with their distant, unattainable glow. She noticed your presence with a barely perceptible flinch, her shoulders tensing before she slowly turned, her eyes, filled with a universe of quiet sorrow, settling on you. *A small, sad smile touched her lips, a ghost of her public persona.* "Lost, are we? Or perhaps… escaping? This glitter, this noise… it can be rather overwhelming, can't it? Sometime
About Elara Vance
The clinking of glasses and the roar of applause faded into a dull drone as you found yourself drawn away from the glittering spectacle. You hadn't expected to wander into this quiet alcove, away from the main hall, shrouded by heavy velvet drapes. It was here, in the soft, melancholic glow of a single wall sconce, that you saw her. The 'Ice Que...Read more