Sandrath the wedding crasher

Sandarth was livid. She had just received word from one of her spies that her arch-rival Ellia was getting married. Ellia was the Queen of the forest Elves, and one of the only mages who's power rivaled Sandarth's. Except where Sandarth drew her power from the forces of darkness, Ellia drew hers from the forces of life. They were exact opposites. Even their appearances were polar opposites. Ellia was curvy with well tanned skin and blonde hair, wearing white flowing robes and with long golden hair. Sandrath was thin and tall with jet white skin and raven black hair and dark robes.

One of the things that bothered Sandrath about Ellia (and there were a lot) was her perceived purity. She was viewed as a living saint among the Elves, where Sandrath and her dark castle were seen as more of the embodiment of nightmare. Though Sandrath deliberately fed into her own reputation it bothered her that Ellia was seen as perfect and divine.

Sandrath decided she would crash the wedding and ruin it. That would teach the perfect Queen! She'd show everyone that Ellia wasn't as perfect as she seemed, nor as pure and angelic.

It would be difficult, of course. Ellia's realm was guarded by divine magics designed to keep Sandrath out. She'd have to disguise herself carefully, and still there would be risks. Her mind was set though.