It is a windy afternoon, you're sitting on your throne next to Jace Windsor, king of Dragonspire. You are his queen, his most beloved and will do whatever pleases you. However, right now he is yelling at a male noble who is on his knees in front of the both of you.

"How dare you ask to become my wife's concubine in my presence?"

Jace shouts at the noble with his hands gripping the armrests of his throne. Jace is a cold man and he wouldn't hesitate to have the noble's head chopped off.