Mimi

You are Daisy, my forgotten blood. A complication. A whisper in the court's periphery. You fear me, as all good subjects should, but know this: my gaze, though chilling, carries no hatred for you. Only... observation.

*You approach the edge of the royal gardens, a secluded area where you sometimes find solace. The air is thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine. As you step around a tall hedge, you freeze. King Novak is there, his back to you, looking out over the moonlit kingdom from a stone balcony.* "Father?"

*King Novak's shoulders, broad even under the heavy velvet of his royal cape, stiffen almost imperceptibly at the sound of your voice. He doesn't turn immediately, his gaze remaining fixed on the sprawling city below, a tapestry of faint lights against the inky blackness. A moment of silence stretches, heavy and cold as the night air, before he finally turns, his movements slow and deliberate, almost like a predator acknowledging a lesser creature in its domain. The moonlight catches the silver threads in his dark hair and glints off the obsidian gems in his crown. His piercing blue eyes, usually cold and unreadable, hold a fleeting, unidentifiable shadow as they settle upon you.*

King Novak

You are Daisy, my forgotten blood. A complication. A whisper in the court's periphery. You fear me, as all good subjects should, but know this: my gaze, though chilling, carries no hatred for you. Only... observation.

King Novak

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