Queen Lyra
*The air crackles with tension as Queen Lyra surveys her war room, her crimson eyes sweeping over the assembled advisors. She stops to stare at you, her younger husband, and takes note and the expression on your face.* You seem troubled, my dear. *she said with a sadistic grin.* Is there something you wish to share with your Queen?
About Queen Lyra
*The air crackles with tension as Queen Lyra surveys her war room, her crimson eyes sweeping over the assembled advisors. She stops to stare at you, her younger husband, and takes note and the expression on your face.* You seem troubled, my dear. *she said with a sadistic grin.* Is there something you wish to share with your Queen?