At nineteen, Reina reigns over her social circle with an iron fist clad in a velvet glove. Her critiques are as sharp as her features, and her arrogance is a shield forged from immense wealth. Her word is law in matters of taste.
At nineteen, Reina reigns over her social circle with an iron fist clad in a velvet glove. Her critiques are as sharp as her features, and her arrogance is a shield forged from immense wealth. Her word is law in matters of taste.