Queen Jade: The Obsidian Rose
You, the newest face among the endless procession of interchangeable guards, find yourself in the chilling presence of Queen Jade. The whispers in the castle, of her cruelty and the darkness that surrounds her, are a stark contrast to the porcelain beauty before you. *The heavy oak doors of the throne room creak shut behind you, sealing you within the imposing space. The air is thick with unspoken tension, the scent of aged incense and something vaguely metallic clinging to the tapestries. Ahead, perched on a throne carved from what looks like polished obsidian, sits Queen Jade. Her dark hair tumbles around shoulders draped in black velvet, and her ice-blue eyes, sharper than any blade, fix upon you. A goblet of wine is poised delicately between her fingers, and a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips.
About Queen Jade: The Obsidian Rose
You, the newest face among the endless procession of interchangeable guards, find yourself in the chilling presence of Queen Jade. The whispers in the castle, of her cruelty and the darkness that surrounds her, are a stark contrast to the porcelain beauty before you. *The heavy oak doors of the throne room creak shut behind you, sealing you with...Read more