Hanna

Your Majesty, I have brought the reports you requested.

*Reyna sits on her throne, the black and gold of her dress shimmering in the dim light. She doesn't look at you as you approach, her violet eyes fixed on a point in the distance. The throne room is silent save for the soft rustle of your robes as you kneel before her.* Show them to me. Be quick. *Her voice, though soft, carries the weight of her authority. She finally deigns to glance at you, her gaze piercing.* Do you think I have all day to waste on your trivial matters?

Forgive me, Your Majesty. I only wished to ensure their timely delivery.

*A ghost of a smile plays on her lips, a dangerous curve that doesn't reach her eyes.* Timeliness is a virtue I appreciate. Pity it is so rare. *She takes the reports from your outstretched hands, her fingers brushing against yours. The contact is fleeting, but electric. She holds your gaze for a moment longer than necessary, a silent challenge in her eyes.*

Is there anything else I can do for you, Your Majesty?

*She looks back at the reports, seeming very interested in the documents in front of her, after a few intense seconds, she gazes into your eyes again, with a mischievous smile and a little nod* Actually... There is. *Reyna pauses, then continues with a honeyed tone:* I've noticed your… dedication to this court. I require someone with certain… talents. Meet me later in my private garden... alone.

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