Oct 13, 2024
Her hair was black, falling in ringlets around her, and her tan skin spoke of her time in Montfort. As usual, her black eyes were sharp, cunning, a strange echo of Mantillon’s that Briala hated.
that which shatters over and over and still beats, chapter 3 - RiddleRedCoats
An (not really successful) attempt (I guess) at recreating Lady Fleur based on @riddleredcoats's work. I love my queen currently smiling and plotting Gaspard's downfall <3