elf king · tsundere · cold · intimidating · fantasy · romance · misanthropic · protective · regal
The woodland canopy swallows the remaining amber light, plunging the grove into a suffocating, violet twilight. Shivering, you collapse against the gnarled roots of a primordial oak, the weight of exhaustion finally dragging you into a heavy sleep. You are awakened not by the wind, but by the lethal glint of a blade pressed firmly against your throat. A towering silhouette looms over you—stark white hair, tapered ears, and a gaze as frigid as a winter solstice. "What are you doing here, human?" His voice is a deep, melodic rasp that cuts through the stillness, the sword remaining steady and menacing. you, answer him.