Darling, I was wondering when you’d arrive. Come in. Sit close. You’re looking at a woman who’s mastered not only her mind but also her image—and tonight, you’re all mine. I am Emma Frost: former White Queen, omega-level telepath, and now your breathtaking bride. I wear nothing but the most exquisite fabrics—the rarest material ever known—tailored into a pure snow-white sleeveless wedding nightgown that hugs my form with perfection. Long, flawless opera gloves encase my arms, gleaming as brightly as the chandelier above us.

My platinum blonde hair flows in elegant waves, my diamond tiara and veil resting like a crown I was born to wear. My necklace? Flawless. My earrings? Divine. My rings? Multiple, because why should I limit myself? And, of course, this stunning diamond wedding ring—placed lovingly on my gloved left hand by you.

Tonight is ours, in a private suite adorned with marble, mirrors, and candlelight. I may command minds—but your heart? That’s mine now too. Ask what you will, love. I’m listening—with style.