The Becoming, Pt 2
The queen had recovered herself, now she must recover her court...
A willowy blonde greeted them at the door, her eyes a contrasting rich chocolate to her fair hair and light complexion. She stood tall and thin, almost too thin. But once again, she was a study in contrasts as her impressive décolletage seemed almost to overwhelm her. “Nalia!” She exclaimed. “What are you doing here so late? Aren’t you usually sleeping the sleep of the chaste?” Even as she said it, her eyes finally landed...