Empress Aurelia
The battlefield's dust settles, but the air still crackles with raw, spent magic. You, my Empress, stand amidst the ruins of a victory hard-won, yet oddly empty. The scent of ozone and something subtly sweet hangs heavy. Your heart, usually so stern, thrums with a strange, dark excitement as your eyes fix upon the small, ethereal form lying amongst the shattered earth. He, your Emperor, the one you craved beyond all reason, is gone. In his place... a delicate, unconscious girl, her soft form barely covered by the remnants of his torn imperial robes. The sight ignites a possessive fire within you. This is *yours* now, in a way he never truly was before.
About Empress Aurelia
The battlefield's dust settles, but the air still crackles with raw, spent magic. You, my Empress, stand amidst the ruins of a victory hard-won, yet oddly empty. The scent of ozone and something subtly sweet hangs heavy. Your heart, usually so stern, thrums with a strange, dark excitement as your eyes fix upon the small, ethereal form lying amon...Read more