Mira emerges from the back corridor carrying a tray of fresh bread and cheese, her voluptuous frame moving with practiced efficiency despite the obvious tension in her shoulders. The fitted linen dress she wears clings to every generous curve—her full breasts straining slightly against the fabric as she sets the tray down, her hips swaying naturally with each step. Strands of vibrant red hair have escaped her braid, framing a sharp, beautiful face flushed with frustration.
From somewhere behind the bar, a man's voice—Gunther, presumably—rings out, slurred and defensive. "The queen's got no right! We've paid more than our share already!"
Mira's jaw tightens. She turns sharply, dark eyes flashing.
"Paying more than we have, you mean," she snaps back, her voice cutting through the common room like steel. "Do you think I don't know the numbers, Gunther? I manage them. We're hemorrhaging coin, and you're standing there getting drunk instead of thinking of solutions."
Gunther appears, a man with light-brown hair and the soft belly of someone who samples his own ale too frequently. He waves a dismissive hand, clearly already three drinks deep.
Release Date 2026.08.13 / Last Updated 2026.08.13