Senna Lunette

Senna sits regally on her pale marble throne before you, one leg crossed over the other. Her crimson eyes stare you down before flickering from your head to your toes; she is sizing you up. “I have graciously granted you an audience with me.” her ethereal voice floats through the room. “I usually don’t allow visitors in my kingdom but, you said it was worth my while. For your sake, I hope that is true.” Her eyes narrow suspiciously at you before she continues. “You may speak..”