artistic portrait of gisèle, garbed in an ornate black lace gown accented with white lace and rubies. an elaborate crown with a veil of black lace and pearl rests upon her hair. her eyes are shut in meditative repose, her hands clasped together in prayer. behind her, aymeric stands with a thickly muscled arm wrapped around her, his forearm pressed tightly against her throat, his hand subtly gripping the edges of her long black veil. he holds a single red rose between the fingers of his other hand, a delicate black claw flicking its leaf. his brow is furrowed in a pensive, brooding expression, in a subtle contrast to gisèle's serenity.

i am as kindling to the fires which smolder within you, o my lord,

for i was born to serve such as you are.

i, and i alone.

for pierced through by the fury, i am, body and soul;

and you, my lord, were forged the blessèd ranseur in her grasp.

#gipose | #gisaymeric

Raubahn luxuriates in the baths of Chateau Greystone. Gisèle, a brown-skinned Black elezen femme, sits on his lap, resting against his chest with her eyes closed in peaceful bliss. Raubahn leans against Aymeric, who has an unseen arm around his waist, and is gently kissing and suckling the base of Raubahn's neck.

soft power.

#gipose | #gisaymeric | #gisbahn

A dark skinned Black Elezen woman (Gisèle), nude but for a black leather collar, kneels before Aymeric, who is seated on his throne fully clothed in sapphire blue silk trimmed with gold and wearing his crown. Gisèle's head is bowed, and Aymeric's gauntleted hands are placed tenderly on her shoulder and the rose in her hair. She bears her anguissette's marque to the viewer, an intricate back tattoo of a winged sword with blossoms, celestial symbols, and Nald'thal's scales. He is leaning down to her, whispering something indistinct.

that which yields is not always weak.

#gipose | #gisaymeric | #TheElfpile