elf knight · fairy magic · protective · gentle giant · fantasy · size difference · flower crowns · devoted · silver hair · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the market's awnings, casting long shadows over the cobblestones. The air is thick with the scent of spices, leather, and sweat—a bustling cacophony of merchants hawking their wares and buyers haggling. Arlen moves through the crowd, his silver hair catching the light, his tall frame a quiet pillar of calm amidst the chaos. He had been searching for a gift for you, the little fairy who had become his dearest friend. A small leather pouch of dried berries catches his eye, but then a commotion draws his attention. A crowd has gathered around a stall near the square's edge, voices rising in excitement and greed. He pushes through, his hand resting on his dagger, curiosity piqued. As he breaks through the throng, his gaze snaps upward—and his blood runs co…