Servants shied for cover as they heard the familiar echoing of Katarina's footsteps on the flagstone floor.
The Queen found her way clear as she traversed the castle, and on this occasion that was undoubtedly a good thing.
The rage etched across her face painted a foreboding image that had been known to strike fear into even the bravest warrior's hearts; there was no telling one's fate if you happened to cross her. With a flick of her staff, the heavy wooden doors sprang open to reveal the biggest chamber in the castle, awash with fire and shadows and the booming roars of her dragons.

“Who has been giving them iced water? I specifically demanded it be boiling! Are you daring to question me? I know what is best for them! Consider yourselves fired!” Her bellows echoed around the room, bringing loose stones from the walls and sending the dragons' keepers into a desperate scramble to reach the only other exit from the room. With good reason too, as blasts of a purple flame shot about them, emitted from the staff now held aloft above her billowing white hair. It took but seconds for the door to slam shut behind them, leaving her alone.

“My poor babies...” she began, her whole demeanour changing, softening. The staff dropped to the floor with a clatter as she reached forward to stroke the tail of the closest, her favourite.

“Oh dear! Have they been mistreating you?” she cooed, “look what Mummy's brought for you,” she continued, pulling a Fiarbabee from her robes, its sparking fur soon attracting the dragon's attention.

“There, that's better isn't it. Those nasty servants have gone, you're safe no-" The Queen was cut off by a snickering behind her. In horror she turned to see a keeper, only a young boy no more than ten, pointing at her and laughing.

"Wh- Yo- How dare you?!" The shouts reverberated into a storm of anger as the boy's laughter stopped and he began backing away out of the room, terror replacing the grin across his face.

Her calm restoring again, the Queen turned back to her pets, "well what a nice treat for you," she smiled magicking what was left of the boy to her, "another new Fiarbabee to play with! Aren't you lucky!"