The ever watchful MissB

She had the kind of beauty that appeared soft at first glance, then sharpened the longer one dared to look. Warm brown, almond-shaped eyes rested beneath strong, elegant brows, framed by dark lashes that made her gaze feel watchful and composed.

High cheekbones gave structure to her heart-shaped face, tapering into a refined jaw and delicate chin. Her nose was slender and straight, her lips softly full and precisely shaped, usually held in an expression that hovered somewhere between serenity and superiority.

Honey blonde hair fell around her face in long, luminous layers, creating an almost angelic softness, but there was something ancient and formidable concealed beneath it. The beauty was merely the veil. Behind those warm eyes lingered the unwavering focus of Sauron, as though she could see every secret, every weakness and every flicker of disobedience.

She possessed the sort of power that required neither armour nor raised voice. It lived quietly within her presence, dark, sovereign and absolute, making people want to kneel before they fully understood why.