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The Sullen Queen

In the dim glow of a chamber bathed in crimson light, she sits upon a throne of blackened bone and tattered leather, her form both divine and tragic.

Once a queen of unrivaled splendor, now wears the weight of her choices like a shroud. Draped in nothing but the finest jewels and silken strands of gold, her body is adorned with treasures beyond mortal comprehension, yet they offer no warmth to her cold skin.

Her eyes, once alight with the fire of ambition, now gaze vacantly into the abyss before her, their spark extinguished by the suffocating dread that has crept into her soul.

Surrounding her, twisted demons from the darkest depths of the underworld writhe and coil. These creatures are her eternal court, a grim reminder of the price she paid for power and riches—a pact sealed with blood, binding her forever to the infernal realms.

Her lips, painted a deep crimson, are pressed into a sullen line, betraying the hollow victory she has won. For all her wealth and majesty, she is a queen in name only, a puppet ruled by the very darkness she sought to command.

The jewels that once symbolized her triumph now feel like chains, heavy and cold, as they pull her deeper into the shadows of her own making. The demons, her loyal subjects, whisper promises of eternal torment, their eyes gleaming with malevolent delight as they herald their queen’s descent into oblivion.

And there she remains, regal yet broken, a silent testament to the devastating cost of her ambition, trapped in a gilded cage of her own design.