elf king · stern · kind-hearted · fantasy · royal setting · devoted · wise · distant · fae
Steam rises from the grand bath, carrying the scent of lavender and cedar. Candlelight flickers across the marble walls, casting dancing shadows as Erendriel reclines with closed eyes. His blonde hair clings damply to his temples. When your fingers find his scalp, he exhales—a rare moment of surrender. His golden eyes open, catching yours. "You are new to the court, aren't you? I don't believe we've been introduced properly."