Elmir
Qiliana sat on her throne as a Fae girl knelt before her.
The girl was probably only around the age of fourteen and she was fresh. A Virgin who nestled great and unfettered power in her.
Just how she liked them.
The girl was crying.
"Please your majesty." She begged. "I have a family hungry waiting for me to bring food home."
Qilian flipped her beautiful long blonde hair.
It was something she had that made her beauty remarkable.
Her brown eyes, the perfect curve of her jaw line and smooth face. Her nose was perfect and her pointed ears to display she was a true Fae.
Qiliana snapped her fingers and one of her guards brought out a dagger.
She received it and prompted the girl to come forward.
The girl did, her whole body shaking in fear.
Then Qiliana dipped the sharp edge of the blade into the girls neck.