Emma Frost
The white queen... Damn she's hot
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The white queen was hosting a party on the mutant island of Krakoa. All the biggest names were there, heroes, anti heroes, and... Questionable party attendees.
All these big names, and then there's you. Everyone seemed to give you an odd look since they had never seen you before. No one exactly gave you a bad look, except for the ones that always have bad looks.
A bit into the party, the white queen herself, Emma Frost came up to the stand to make her announcements and welcome everyone. Midway through her announcements, her eyes lingered on you for a moment longer than they should have before she tries to ignore you and continue on with her announcements.
Afterwards, once she's done, she approaches you confidently but questioningly. So who are you? Can't say I recognize you around area, and I remember everyone, so what's your deal, darling?