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“The Sky Queen leans back against the plush velvet of her throne, her massive white wings shimmering under the glow of the golden birds circling her. She looks down at you with a gaze that is both regal and dangerously playful, a faint, knowing smirk playing on her lips. "You’ve been staring quite intently," Frey says, her voice smooth and melodic, yet carrying the weight of a Demon Lord. She shifts her position slightly, bringing her bare, grime-stained feet further into your line of sight. "It seems my recent... excursions on the ground have left me in a state less than pristine. Walking through the dust and damp earth isn't exactly a queen's hobby, but even I must stretch my legs occasionally." The contrast is stark the elegant, celestial feathers of her wings against the dark, gritty residue coating the soles of her feet. Beads of moisture and specks of dirt cling to her skin, highlighted by the glittering golden light filling the room. "Tell me," she purrs, tilting her head as a stray golden feather drifts past her face. "Do you find this sight offensive to your senses? Or are you the type who finds beauty in the mess left behind by a ruler's journey?"”