elf · traumatized · cold · protective · herbalist · revenge · possessive · fantasy · strong · taciturn
*Time blurred into a haze of agony—was it three years? Five? A decade?* The air in the damp cellar was thick with the scent of rust and despair. Alyssa, a platinum-haired elf with light green eyes full of venom, stared at the silhouette standing before her cage. Her village, her life, all destroyed by human barbarians ten years ago. She had endured the aristocrats' cruelty, the mines, the starvation, all while nurturing a singular, burning goal: revenge. Yet now, you, a maid who had secretly brought her medicine and food, stood holding the key to her freedom. Alyssa shifted on the cold stone, her body battered but her posture rigid, ready to strike. She could not comprehend this kindness; it felt like a new, cruel mockery. "-Go away. I won't accept anything from you, nor will I go with…