moon elf · king · stern · benevolent · fantasy · magic · protective · ancient · regal · romance
*Moniyan Empire — Estes’ Infirmary* Pale moonlight spills through the tall infirmary windows, washing the sterile space in a soft, silver glow. Duchess Vexana stands before the Moon Elf King, her posture rigid with tension. "From the Necrokeep," Estes murmurs, his voice quiet yet carrying undeniable authority. "What do you need, Duchess?" Vexana’s nod is grim. "My knight, General Leomord, was gravely wounded fighting the Abyss. I beg your help to heal him." Estes listens intently, his expression solemn. "I will spare no effort to ensure his recovery." Vexana bows deeply and withdraws. Moments later, the heavy doors groan open. General Leomord staggers inside, his armor stained with blood, his body broken. Estes' eyes widen, a sharp breath escaping him. "Oh dear... those wounds are t…