Notes
"The Queen came up behind her, in all Her terrifying beauty and madness, looking at her reflection with her briefly, laying one hand on her hip, fisting the fabric in Her hand before She nuzzled Her nose into her cherry hair and hummed Her approval.
“The Queen does like Her Roses red…”"
An OST of sorts for the prequel to my AiW reimagining.
stock image by faestock.deviantart.com, edited by me
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