FIERCE LOYALTY ALARM CLOCK - ANNE STOKES
Now. In a grand hallway, sturdy pillars flanking the marble-floored corridor, a young red-haired woman sits on the ground, a golden diadem around her head betraying her noble origins.
Her long blue dress flows across the floor, and sitting either side of her are two copper-coloured dragons.
They curl protectively around her, the one to her right nuzzling her lovingly, as she rests her hands on their heads as if they were her pets.
She holds your gaze, unblinking and unafraid. Behind her, high arched doors tower, the windows of a gallery above them.