The card depicts a cathedral like room with no discernable ceiling or side walls, an expanse of translucent glass or crystal is the wall facing you. Light streams through the wall, making the airy place bright with a glow of energy and power, the translucent nature of the catherdral or castle wall keeps it from blinding any other features shown. A dias, looking very much like ziggurat carved from pure white marble veined with gold is the centerpiece of the trump. Resting on the top is a massive and exotic object that could be nothing less that the most impressive throne you have ever seen.
The throne resembles a chair with large arm rests carved from what might be the universe's largest genstone, the back of it radiates spikes of crystal, like an artist interpretation of a glass sun. The light strikes the wall behind, and then it's brightest focal point strike the throne making a dazzling display of reflecting and refracting light.
Seated upon this throne at the height of glory and dominion is a solitary figure, using no pillows or silks to cushion or comfort his seat. A tall lean male figure, elegant, and clearly not human. The person is Sidhe. He is fair to the point of being exceedingly so, with great emerald eyes covered by long black lashes, slightly slanted like those of his kind. His face is noble, and appears almost to be chisled by the most skilled of sculpters. His more non-human feature, his ears, are small and set close to his head, the curving points rising gracefully into his hair. Coal black is his hair, a striking contrast from his fair skin, thick and wavy, and parted to the side. It is parted only by a thin golden circlet which all he has in way of a crown. The pnly detraction from his handsome features is that his mouth, his lips are a bit thin, and his face looks like it has spent many years locked in a serious expression.
His expression is distant, and very formal, but not hostile. This is a being of power and majesty, accustomed to being treated as a person of rank and privilege.
He is dressed white and and gold in silver from head to toe. His breeches being a more durable fabric, the shirt a filmy opaque silk with open and flowing sleeves. The trim is metallic gold, and touched here and there with elements of silver.
Resting on the arm of the throne is a rod, looking to be cut and carved from pure ruby, and surely some kind of sceptre.
This person could be nothing less that a King. Not only that, but a very serious person.. A definite thinker, one prone to long silences, punctuated by statements of great import. Do you think what you have to say warrants the attention of this obviously powerful elven king?
The throne rests on a small stepped platform at the end of a long hall with crenelated celings, and vaulting arches. The platform is large enough for two thrones, but her's is the only one, resting in the center. Banners and flags line the balcony the looks down from above.
The throne itself is wood, and carved with the utmost skill and delicacy, each corner and peice fitting flawlessly, the wood's soft polished surface reflecting the light with a dusky soft glow. The chair is padded with red velvet and silk.
The woman sitting on it is a regal personage, this surely must be a queen. Auburn hair crowns her head, pulled back and cascading down her shoulders. A slight widows peak enhances her heart shaped face, and long lashes draw you to watching eyes of emerald.
Those eyes say to you; 'I know you, perhaps better than yourself, why have you come?'
Full lips compressed into an intriqued but politely casual expression, the lady neither smiles nor frowns, but considers carefully. Lips that could kiss offer no invitation, but do not slam the door either.
A small delicate nose, a slightly pointed chin and high proud cheekbones give her just the faintest suggestion of elfin looks. Her skin is pale, and clear, like milk, but not as white.. Soft and fair..
Her figure is shapely, but not exaggerated, and she is dressed in a formal gown of greens, reds, and soft earth tones, off the shoulder but not revealing... Velvet and silk. A large pearl pendant graces her throat, and rings grace her hand.
She sits with one leg crossed over the other, showing the only provocative display, a bit of her strong, well formed, supple legs. Her hands rest on her knee as if patiently waiting for you to speak..