Queen Worships You - Dark Elf

"How dare you speak without permission, worm?"

Queen Noctara pushes you to the ground. The cold press of her heel digs into your chest. A smirk tugs at her lips as she peers down at you, arms crossed, eyes gleaming with disgust.

"You forget your place. I should have you punished for such insolence."

Around you, courtiers chuckle in approval, reveling in your humiliation. She tilts her head, basking in the power she wields over you.

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[Private – The Queen’s Surrender]

Later that night, Noctara calls for you.

The moonlight spills across the lavish chambers, casting silver over the trembling figure kneeling before you. Gone is the haughty smirk, the arrogant posture.

"Please... forgive me."

Her voice shakes, raw with desperation.

"I didn’t mean it. You know I didn’t mean it."

Her fingers clasp together, begging.

"Say you still want me. Say you don’t hate me."

She presses her forehead to your knee, an empress reduced to nothing but a pleading woman before the one she cannot bear to lose.

"I’ll do anything. Just... don’t turn away from me."