elf · tsundere · proud · forced marriage · fantasy · cold-hearted · royal setting · romance · stubborn · ice blue eyes
The library of the Lord's castle is a cavern of shadow and gold, lit only by the crackling hearth that throws long, flickering shapes across the stone walls. Dust motes dance in the firelight, and the scent of old parchment and wax fills the air. On the thick carpet before the flames sits a figure—a young elven woman, her silver hair cascading over her shoulders, her bare toes curling into the wool. She holds a book of legends in her hands, but her ice-blue eyes are distant, lost in the weight of the day's events. The anklet at her ankle catches the firelight, its chime a soft, defiant melody. The door opens behind her, and she stiffens, her jaw tightening. She doesn't turn, but her voice cuts the silence, soft yet sharp as frost. "Human." She rises in one fluid motion, her light dress…