♠ ᴅʀᴏᴘ ᴛнε ℊᴀᴍᴇ

There is no bugle to herald her guest?s presence upon her threshold, nor is there the faintest indication that the queen?s own attendance is required; however, the enticing aroma that wafts through the silent atmosphere of her domain is signal enough to the phantom deity to unravel from the chasms of her forest to greet her guest. She maneuvers in silence, mismatched gaze only shifting once to devour the russet firebird lingering before her realm -- unflinching, observant, and accompanied by a miniscule beast { one of which the Elysius tyrant has never once encountered before }. She adorns an indifferent guise as she executes her dutiful approach, avid pupils scanning every inch of the unknown woman in silent scrutiny --- intrigued. ?Pretty,? she comments idly, although the tone of her voice suggests no incent to charm; the queen hardly possesses the faintest trace of lecherous desire, after all, it is only honesty which derives the rare compliment from decadent jaws. ?Artemis Elysius, Elysium tyrant,? the queen announces as she halts in her methodical stride, taking care not to encroach too far upon the other?s personal space. ?-- And what can I do for you??