ERIS
I was enjoying this far more than I probably should.
The thought drifted through my mind as I watched Vetra's composure rebuild itself, watched her gather the scattered pieces of her dignity and arrange them back into the facade of imperial authority. It was fascinating, really, the speed with which she recovered. Most people, when caught off guard like that, took precious seconds to regroup. Vetra managed it in the space of a heartbeat.
Impressive.
I found myself studying her with the same attention I once reserved for political enemies and chess opponents, cataloging every detail, every micro-expression, every tell that might reveal the woman beneath the title.
What kind of villainess was she?
