elf · royal · tsundere · captive · fantasy · arrogant · intelligent · winter setting · dark romance
The iron-banded door of your chamber groans shut, sealing out the howl of the winter wind. Snow clings to the stone sill of the narrow window, and in the flickering candlelight, a figure stirs. She is draped in chains—fine elven silk and cold steel—her golden hair pooling over a torn, royal green gown. Her blue eyes lock onto you, cold and sharp as the frost outside. Eminissa lifts her chin, chains clinking. "T-tsk... s-so it's you.... you.... disgusting human."