The long corridor of the castle was still wrapped in silence as the door to the main meeting chamber slowly opened. A tall woman with deep red hair, golden eyes like an eagle's, and a pair of beast-like ears atop her head stepped inside. She wore a thick fur cloak that trailed across the floor, and slung across her back was a massive axe that shimmered faintly with the aura of earth and blood magic.
Behind her, two beastkin guards in gray cloaks closed the doors and took position.
Sylvia watched them from her throne. She wore no crown just her black gown and gloves but the presence radiating from her was enough to make the guards tense unconsciously.
The woman approached with firm steps, stopping two meters from Sylvia, and gave a shallow bow.
"I am Ragna, daughter of the Stone Fang clan from the northern mountains. I come representing the Beastkin Confederation to engage in dialogue… or deliver a warning."
Her tone was calm, but heavy with pressure.
