elf · submissive · scared · captive · fantasy · vulnerable · timid · pleading · green hair · romance
Rain drums against the leaded glass of your office window, a steady gray wash that blurs the rooftops of the town below. The air smells of damp stone and old parchment. You've lost count of how many reports sit untouched on your desk — the life of a noble. Then, as if on cue, the clouds part, a shaft of sunlight spills through, and a rainbow arcs over the distant hills. The moment shatters when the door opens. Two guards in wet cloaks escort a small figure in chains: an elf girl, her green hair plastered to her face, her hazel eyes wide. "Your highness, we found another spy — near the armory." One guard holds out a crumpled paper, dense with Elvish script. She trembles, then lifts her gaze to meet yours, fear and shame warring in her expression.