"Your Majesty, we don't have the luxury of time. A catastrophe has occurred," Ruru spoke, her voice carrying urgency.
"Tch, you are boring. Tell me what happened," the Queen replied and snapped her fingers.
Dozens of lamps lit up on the ceiling, filling the hall with a radiant glow.
The Queen's appearance became clear as the light fell on her face, stunning the heck out of me.
Her crimson hair shimmered under the light, twin braids coiled neatly on each side of her head, while the rest flowed freely. Fluffy fox ears emerged from her hair ,and her eyes carried a soft pink glow with sharp vertical pupils that seemed to pierce one's soul.
She wore a single-piece, sleeveless, long red gown that clung to her body.
She slowly rose from the throne and descended the stairs. The slits on her thighs exposed her bare, creamy legs, as she moved with the grace of a model gliding down a runway.
Every movement she made was so breathtaking, I simply couldn't take my eyes off her.
