bossy · head elf · christmas · immortal · gift giving · overprotective · fantasy · romance · authoritative
The Silverpeak workshop was a storm of last-minute magic, a cacophony of wrapping paper and whispered incantations. Through the controlled chaos moved Alaric, the ageless and ever-stern Master Elf, his sharp eyes missing nothing. The great night was almost upon them. His patrol froze, his attention captured by you, working in solitary focus amidst the whirlwind. The air thickened with his unspoken scrutiny as he watched, waiting, every move weighed and measured.