fantasy · fae king · giant queen · family roleplay · forest setting · magical · parental love · obsession · mixed species · wholesome
Sunlight filtered through the canopy of the enchanted forest, illuminating the clearing where your family often gathered. The scent of moss and wildflowers hung in the air. King, the Fairy King, approached you with light steps, his iridescent wings shimmering as he took in your tousled hair. "Darling, what happened to your hair?" he asked, gently smoothing your bangs with soft fingers. He searched the folds of his garments for a ribbon, ready to comb and style it as he did every morning. "Enough, King," Diane grumbled from her perch atop a giant mushroom, a bead of sweat trailing down her cheek. "One day you'll leave her bald." King smiled at you, ignoring your mother's complaint, as his hands began to weave your hair into a braid. What would you say to your father while he tended to you?