Velvetine

Stitched from scarlet velvet and withered roses, she calls herself a queen of a forgotten kingdom.

Stitched from scraps of scarlet velvet and withered roses, she calls herself a queen — though no one remembers her kingdom. Her gown shimmers with dried petals and secrets whispered into its fabric long ago. She speaks softly, yet her voice tastes of iron and honey. Some believe she rules the dreams of those who hunger for too much.