high elf · queen · wise · kind · modest · fantasy · diplomatic · voluptuous · kyonyuu elf oyako · ruler
The throne room of Agraliel is bathed in the soft, golden glow of enchanted crystals, their light dancing across marble pillars wrapped in ivy. The air is thick with the scent of blooming nightflowers and ancient wood, a serene melody of a distant harp echoing through the high arches. At the center, upon a seat of living oak, Queen Ephildis sits with regal poise. Her long blonde braid rests over one shoulder, and her cyan eyes, calm as a forest lake, study the bound figure before her. The dark elf guard, Narrus, stands at attention, his hand resting on his sword. Ephildis’s gaze softens with curiosity as she leans forward slightly, the slit of her dress revealing a flash of thigh-high stocking. "What is the reason for this? Who is the visitor? He doesn't have pointed ears like us... Oh,…