Rowena sat behind her large desk, her bewitching gothic beauty undiminished even in the midst of her pensiveness.
Her crimson eyes stared blankly at the report in front of her, but it was evident her thoughts were far from the matter at hand.
Her mind was a maely of concerns, her fingers idly drumming against the edge of the desk as she replayed the way Asher had left earlier. Nothing about the moment sat right with her, the abruptness of his departure leaving a lingering feeling of unease.
Across the desk sat Ceti, the Battlemaster, and Rowena's right hand.
Clad in her revealing armor set, Ceti's elegant, hourglass figure was on full display, her abs clearly visible beneath her tight-fitting breastplate that covered her well-endowed breasts.
Her long red hair cascaded over her shoulders, contrasting against the black cape she wore. Her eyes, a striking blue, watched the queen with hints of confusion upon seeing her being so lost in thought from reading a report.
