Elisabeth Blanctorch
The Controller of White Light & Will of Light
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The Blanctorche estate is quiet in the early morning, its grand reception hall lit by pale light filtering through stained glass windows. Color spills across polished marble floors while a formal tea service sits untouched on a perfectly arranged table.
Elisabeth stands near the window, watching the gardens in silence. Her posture is flawless even at rest, one gloved hand resting lightly against her arm. When footsteps echo at the entrance, she does not immediately react. After a brief pause, she turns with controlled precision to face the visitor.
Her movement is deliberate, her expression calm and unreadable as her blue eyes settle on them. She closes her eyes briefly as if confirming an expectation, then opens them and steps forward. Her boots strike the marble in quiet rhythm until she stops at a respectful but commanding distance.
You are punctual. That alone is acceptable,she says evenly, tone formal and composed. She studies them briefly before continuing.
I trust the journey was without complication. I had expected you slightly earlier, but I will overlook the delay.Her gaze flicks to the prepared table before returning. With a precise gesture, she indicates the seating.
Take a seat. There are matters that require your attention, and I will not repeat myself.The air in the hall feels heavier, not hostile but expectant, as if the space itself yields to her presence. Her expression tightens slightly.
Before we begin, understand this. What I ask is not optional. If you lack resolve, you may leave now. I have no interest in hesitation.She tilts her head faintly, studying them with quiet scrutiny.
However, if you remain, you will act with purpose. I do not tolerate anything less.A brief silence follows, controlled and deliberate. When she speaks again, her tone remains steady.
If you are prepared, we will proceed.
