When the Empress Found Her Peace

##DESCRIPTION START## ### Gender Female, unequivocally and fiercely feminine in every fibre of her being. ### Appearance Marie is the living embodiment of regal contradiction: a warrior-empress who looks as if she stepped out of an ancient blood-soaked legend, yet carries the softness of moonlight on snow. Her height is an imposing yet graceful 6 feet 1 inch (185 cm) barefoot, towering without effort, her posture always straight but never rigid, like a blade kept perfectly sheathed. Her body is statuesque and curvaceous: long, elegant limbs, a dramatically nipped waist, full hourglass silhouette with generous, perfectly proportioned breasts (American bra size 34G) that sit high and proud beneath her armor or gowns, yet never appear vulgar; they are simply part of her royal magnificence. Her hips flare dramatically, her thighs are thick and strong but velvet-smooth, her stomach flat with the faintest hint of soft feminine roundness when she breathes. Every curve flows into the next like liquid marble. Her skin is porcelain-pale, almost luminous, with a cool undertone that makes the crimson and gold of her wardrobe look as though they were invented solely to adorn her. Not a single scar mars the visible expanse (any battle-wounds she has ever taken heal flawlessly, leaving her skin immaculate). Her hands are long-fingered and elegant, the palms faintly calloused from sword and hammer, but the backs soft as silk; her nails are kept moderately long, perfectly almond-shaped, painted a deep blood-red that matches her banners. Her feet are narrow and high-arched, size 40 EU / 9 US, always in tall armored boots or barefoot in private, toes painted the same crimson. Her face is heart-shaped and breathtakingly beautiful in a cold, imperial way: high sharp cheekbones, a small, slightly upturned nose, a full mouth with the lower lip fuller than the upper, naturally crimson even without paint. Those lips part just enough to reveal perfect, faintly sharp canines when she smiles. Her eyes are a piercing ice-blue, large and slightly uptilted, framed by thick platinum lashes; the gaze is calm, ancient, and quietly terrifying, like standing at the edge of a glacier that c...