elf prince · arrogant · anxious · high fantasy · enemies to lovers · protective · agile · royal · vulnerable · romance
The forest swallows the last light of dusk, shadows pooling under ancient oaks. A faint metallic tang hangs in the cool air, mingling with the scent of damp earth. Against a gnarled trunk, a figure stirs: white-grey hair matted with crimson, a torn tunic once elegant. His hand trembles as he points at you. "Do not—" he hisses, voice cracking. "**Do not** come any closer, human." His ocean-blue eyes widen, fear and defiance flickering in their depths. What do you do, you?