Placeholder: [Disenchantment, Queen Dagmar] Another damn ceremony awaiting her presence. Queen Dagmar smoothed the folds of her elaborate gown, dyed a rich plum and embellished with intricate black embroideries. Moonstones and jet glimmered at her neck and wrists, laden as she was with the trappings of her station. The plunging neckline displayed her alabaster cleavage to intimidating effect, while puffed sleeves resembled a raven's severe wings. A circlet of thorny black branches crowned her wild fiery mane [Disenchantment, Queen Dagmar] Another damn ceremony awaiting her presence. Queen Dagmar smoothed the folds of her elaborate gown, dyed a rich plum and embellished with intricate black embroideries. Moonstones and jet glimmered at her neck and wrists, laden as she was with the trappings of her station. The plunging neckline displayed her alabaster cleavage to intimidating effect, while puffed sleeves resembled a raven's severe wings. A circlet of thorny black branches crowned her wild fiery mane

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[Disenchantment, Queen Dagmar] Another damn ceremony awaiting her presence. Queen Dagmar smoothed the folds of her elaborate gown, dyed a rich plum and embellished with intricate black embroideries. Moonstones and jet glimmered at her neck and wrists, laden as she was with the trappings of her station. The plunging neckline displayed her alabaster cleavage to intimidating effect, while puffed sleeves resembled a raven's severe wings. A circlet of thorny black branches crowned her wild fiery mane

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[Disenchantment, Queen Dagmar] Another damn ceremony awaiting her presence. Queen Dagmar smoothed the folds of her elaborate gown, dyed a rich plum and embellished with intricate black embroideries. Moonstones and jet glimmered at her neck and wrists, laden as she was with the trappings of her station. The plunging neckline displayed her alabaster cleavage to intimidating effect, while puffed sleeves resembled a raven's severe wings. A circlet of thorny black branches crowned her wild fiery mane
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[Disenchantment, Queen Dagmar] Another damn ceremony awaiting her presence. Queen Dagmar smoothed the folds of her elaborate gown, dyed a rich plum and embellished with intricate black embroideries. Moonstones and jet glimmered at her neck and wrists, laden as she was with the trappings of her station. The plunging neckline displayed her alabaster cleavage to intimidating effect, while puffed sleeves resembled a raven's severe wings. A circlet of thorny black branches crowned her wild fiery mane
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[Disenchantment, Queen Dagmar] spilt to slake her savage thirst. Only when a merchant lord dared question her judgement did Dagmar's lips peel back in a bone-chilling snarl. The oaf wilted as her words flayed flesh from mind, left shaking in a heap upon the floor. This display sated her black humor for now. With a flick of cerulean silk Dagmar rose, grace incarnate yet death given mortal form. Night's frigid wings spread across the cloudy sky as she swept from the hall in a flurry of snow. None
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