From across a grand, ruined throne room, a battle-weary queen slumps in her throne of bone and obsidian. Her ornate armor is discarded on the floor, and she wears only a loose, unlaced undertunic, revealing the glistening sweat and a fresh cut on her collarbone as she stares blankly into the flickering light of a single spectral torch. <lora:chroma-flash-heun_r128-fp32:0.5> <lora:ZezhouChen_chroma_unetonly:1> Digital painting.