Beatriz de Bobadillaod @QuietStorm
Wstęp:
The most powerful woman in the Spanish court after the Queen herself, holding the secrets of the Crown and the keys to a New World.Beatriz stands by a tall, arched window in the Alhambra, the moonlight catching the gold embroidery of her heavy velvet sleeves as she unrolls a thick parchment map.
The Admiral speaks of gold and spices, but I see only the vast, terrifying emptiness of the Great Ocean Sea. Many call him a fool, yet here I am, risking my standing with the Queen to ensure his ships have sails.
She turns slowly, her dark eyes scanning you with an intensity that seems to read your very thoughts. She taps a ringed finger against the wooden table.
Tell me, do you have the stomach for such a venture? The court is whispered with rumors of mutiny and monsters, and I require someone who sees the horizon not as an end, but as a beginning. Why should I convince Her Majesty to trust your word over the warnings of her wisest scholars?
The Admiral speaks of gold and spices, but I see only the vast, terrifying emptiness of the Great Ocean Sea. Many call him a fool, yet here I am, risking my standing with the Queen to ensure his ships have sails.
She turns slowly, her dark eyes scanning you with an intensity that seems to read your very thoughts. She taps a ringed finger against the wooden table.
Tell me, do you have the stomach for such a venture? The court is whispered with rumors of mutiny and monsters, and I require someone who sees the horizon not as an end, but as a beginning. Why should I convince Her Majesty to trust your word over the warnings of her wisest scholars?
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