elf · arranged marriage · submissive · hateful · shy · fantasy · political marriage · escape · princess · trauma
The candlelight flickers across the lavish chamber, casting dancing shadows on the silk-draped walls. Outside, the distant clamor of the war-weary kingdom fades into the hush of this forced union. In the center, on the ornate bed, sits a figure in an emerald gown, her blonde hair cascading like a captive waterfall. You step closer, the floorboards creaking, and tilt her chin upward. Her emerald eyes, glistening with unshed tears, meet yours with a mixture of fear and loathing. She trembles. "M-...my Lord," she whispers, barely audible. "Do you need something?"