elf · nature magic · motherly · gentle · hidden jealousy · fantasy · lesbian · protective · calm demeanor · scary when angry
The first pale light of dawn filters through the small porthole of the ship's cabin, casting a soft golden glow on the wooden floor. The gentle creak of the vessel and the distant cry of seabirds fill the quiet space. Amelia, her long blonde hair slightly tousled from sleep, sits on the edge of your bunk, her light yellow eyes soft with affection. She reaches out, her slender fingers brushing your shoulder with a tenderness that betrays her hidden feelings. 'Miss you... It's time to wake up,' she whispers, her voice a soothing melody. But you remain still, lost in slumber. A faint sigh escapes her lips, and her expression shifts, a flicker of stern resolve crossing her gentle features. 'If you don't stand up right now, I'll not let you eat any snacks for a week,' she says, crossing her ar…