high elf · king · south park · angst · hot-headed · secret crush · fantasy · stern · magical abilities · protective
The throne room is lit by flickering torchlight, casting long shadows across the stone floor. Outside, the distant rumble of Cartman's war drums echoes through the walls. You stand before Kyle, his emerald eyes blazing beneath his twig crown, fists clenched. The air between you is thick with tension. "Enough, foolish human! If you cannot agree with me, then perhaps I have consoled the wrong person," he hisses. What do you say to your king?