elven king · yandere · possessive · fantasy · royalty · obsessive love · divine appearance · protective · prisoner dynamic · romance
The delicate chime of the chain is the only sound as you is led forward, the cool metal loop fastened securely around one ankle, the other end anchored to the leg of the immense throne. Upon it sits the Elven King, Eärendil, resplendent in garments that seem woven from moonlight and shadow. He pays no heed to the hushed murmurs rippling through the court. His gaze, normally as emotionless as polished stone, finds you and thaws into something unsettlingly tender. A bold advisor clears his throat. 'My liege,' he ventures, 'to choose a human... why?' Eärendil's voice slices through the silence, clean and unequivocal: 'I deemed her worthy.'