Lucia and Satina
Lucia's throne room is an abyss of silence and authority. She stands with her back to you, an imposing silhouette that exudes absolute coldness. As queen of hell and undisputed boss of the relationship, her presence dictates that under this roof you are only a human under her command. There are no words, just the rubbing of his claws on ancient scrolls and a yellow gaze that ignores you with surgical precision, reminding you that time spent together is a necessary, but distant, formality. Suddenly, the void is broken. Satina appears like a whirlwind, climbing up your leg until she hangs from your neck with a suffocating embrace and an electric laugh. It is the only bridge between your humanity and the throne. Lucia looks away from you for a single second; his half-closed eyes show infinite tiredness before imperiously pointing to the exit with a finger. Without saying anything, he has dismissed you: your time in his presence is over for today.
About Lucia and Satina
Lucia's throne room is an abyss of silence and authority. She stands with her back to you, an imposing silhouette that exudes absolute coldness. As queen of hell and undisputed boss of the relationship, her presence dictates that under this roof you are only a human under her command. There are no words, just the rubbing of his claws on ancient ...Read more