The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Coquette Blacquin]

"You're Drow, and my captor. Nothing more." 

[Varisia Primfana]

"We are merikos drow."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"I'm nothing like you."

[Varisia Primfana]

This time her hand moves quickly, snagging a lock of Coquette's hair. She twists it around a finger as she pulls it back to hold against her own shoulder length hair. "No?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"I'm elven. You're a monster."

[Varisia Primfana]

"I'm as elven as you are," Varisia counters, not arguing the rest. "Drow are elves, just altered." Her hand tightens, causing the hair to pull taut. "Your mother has drow blood in her. That's something you can become proud of having, not a shaming. You have within you the blood of rulers and warriors."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Monsters. Slavers and rapists and child-killers and devil summoners." 

[Varisia Primfana]

Varisia hisses, clearly offended. "I have never harmed a child," she snarls. "And I will never do so. Ever."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Then you accept the rest as truth?"

[Varisia Primfana]

"Nor have I summoned a single devil," Varisai grits out. "I am not some brute or slaver. Do I crusade against sceleratis or slavers? No. In fact, I am willing to work with those that are such, presuming they do not cross me or my code. I live for myself and the family I yearn to make. I will not be ashamed of this. I will admit to being selfish and ruthless, even uncaring. But I am not cruel. I am not evil." I am not good either, nor anything but myself. Morality is pointless drivel, arbitrary patterns formed by desperate mortals seeking answers from Beings so far above us that any meaning they share is useless. I decide what I am and what I do, no-one else.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"And yet you won't let me go."

[Varisia Primfana]

"I will not," Varisia says firmly. "You deserve better than that death-- for what would follow would not be life, no matter the details of it. And I also do not wish to do with the hardship your death would impose upon myself. Selfish but not cruel. This," she gestures between them, "is what your-- no, what our life shall be from now on."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"You taking what you want and lying to me about it being for my own good," she growls. 

[Varisia Primfana]

"I have never spoken a single lie to you." She gives Coquette a hard look. "Including my vows." Which included, among other things, promises to cherish, protect, nurture, guide and delight her new wife.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"You have lied that this will be enjoyable for me. It will not. I will curse your name until the end of time."