Something inside the chamber twisted — the air, the light, even the very stones seemed to breathe. But Renji… Renji was too far gone now.
The Queen beneath him—Serithra, Lady of Scales and Sovereign of the Forgotten Depths—had shed her skin, both literally and metaphorically. Gone was the cold-blooded monster from moments ago. In her place lay a vision of ruinous beauty — pale skin kissed with lingering scales, gold markings glimmering like sacred ink over her curves, and eyes like molten honey inviting sin.
Renji's lips found her shoulder, then her neck, leaving behind a trail of heat. She gasped, her nails digging into his back—not out of pain, but pleasure long denied. Her body arched under his touch, pliant and yet defiant, like a queen who wanted to be conquered but refused to beg.
"Still so human…" she whispered against his ear, her voice a song laced with venom. "Even with that cursed power inside you… you crave."