a small , gloved hand rises in silent command & unsullied soldiers relinquish their grip from the thief’s curled hair & broad shoulders. lithe limbs uncross , as the mother of dragons lifts herself from her seat. dark dress billows behind her as she approaches the criminal. side glance & the two guards shuffle a few steps to the side. stagnant gaze remains staring forward , but her voice bellows down to the man brought in before her , to face his JUDGEMENT by the queen. ❛ stand up. ❜ she commands. ❛ you’ll have to forgive the welcome. but when my soldiers see misconduct , they report it to me. you chose an awfully unlucky place to break in. were you aware of my being here ? ❜ @punishir