Meredith looked every bit like the warrior queen that she was proclaimed to be.
In regal fashion, a lock of her red hair- a bright shade of auburn in actuality- was plaited round her head like a crown, the rest of it twisted into a ponytail that ran down the length of her back almost indistinguishably from the red silk gown she was putting on. Two locks of the hair were left loose in front though to cup the sides of her soft face and give more vividness to her eyes, amber unlike the Winchmores’ green, which shone with great intelligence; the look in them very fierce but also calm in the way she watched everyone in front of her with unabated interest; just to like a queen.
But to offset the queen air around Meredith, presumably on purpose on her part, she wore a breastplate over her gow
