⤷ throne room

@♢ jung eunwoo sheer trepidation rises upon the young servant, her nerves frazzled with thoughts of, 'what if they catch me? what am I to do? who's going to protect me? I'm just a mere commoner...' all of these worries infiltrate the petite girl's mind, her brown locks straying with the wind, blowing whimsically over her features. not much to show anyway, she's dirty and ragged, her state isn't too pleasing to the eye, and the royals who own her like a bi- made sure of that.

soot runs across her fair skin, dusting over her pretty cheeks, lips chapped, dehydrated a bit in the heat of the sun shining down on her, and her inner heat from being a fire mimicry embodiment. the flames up her skin join the beautiful rays of the sun as the glow sizzles across her skin, making her get sunburnt in the process. running a hand over the nape of her neck, she wiped a few droplets of sweat in the process, grimacing a bit before finally entering the fresh, cool air that's the hydrosia throne room. the guards out front guided her in, wanting to send a message to the king or queen - whomever came first, in order to hopefully reign a peace treaty. albeit it being quite impossible, julie may be a servant but she knows well.

the pyrolith's sent the young servant to infiltrate the walls of hyrosia, get close enough, and scope out their assets, wanting to figure out what they have to cause an attack against the kingdom she resides in and how to work against that. julie has been a servant since the age of 16 and being 24 years old currently, allowed the royals to trust in her. her innocent looks alone could possibly fool the others, or so she'd hoped.

"wait right here, his majesty shall arrive soon," with that last gruff comment, the guard who walked her in, turned around swiftly on his heels and made his way out from the throne room, meeting the doors with his back turned to the young woman. onyx orbs stray around the area, admiring the interior decor, gasping under her breath as a sense of coolness and mist wash over her arms as they spread open a bit and the naive girl does a little twirl - highly intoxicated and in awe with the area, the aesthetics, the vibes, the taste of water breaching her skin. it's highly uncomfortable at times, due to the servant being a fire bearer, but the human counterpart of the fire spirit relishes in it.

soaking through her pores as the the air she breathes in fills her lungs and there's a sweet decadence filtering in through the room and blanketing julie as her feet take her over to different corners of the room, roaming, searching, eyes sharp like a hawk and ears already alert in hopes of listening in on any information or off-handed conversations that she may be lucky to capture in the pits of her mind. her footsteps echo around the majestic room as it is, causing her heart to hammer nervously in the cavity of her chest, she was worried about someone catching her and instantly realizing she's not here for some simple 'message.' however, thankfully, the guards were gruff but didn't seem too suspicious, unless they're much better at hiding their emotions than julie. the young woman was wracked with nerves, fear, and anxiety coursing her veins as she imagined being caught and possibly beheaded. or maybe, she's being dramatic, but her nightmares were taunting her avidly as she stepped around the area, the letter stamped with the seal of pyrolith's kingdom sigil shows bright against the crisp white parchment sheet that has a written treaty, in hopes of gaining their trust and planning their next attack. if only the young woman could find something relative to the information they seek, it seems far too difficult for someone not skilled in this area. julie has zero expertise.

thoughts of the king flicker within her mind, buzzing her brain with thoughts of fear and intruding thoughts that negatively impact her either way. 'would he hurt me if he found out right away? do I have a chance?'

[visual ref of her fit: https://i.imgur.com/gKmet92.jpeg]