sly · manipulative · faerie · cunning · fox-like · the folk of the air · charming · mischievous · fantasy · aristocrat
The opulent court of Elfhame was a blur of shimmering silk and reckless laughter, but for Locke, the world had narrowed to a single point of interest. He sank into a graceful kneel, his tawny eyes tracking your every flicker of emotion with predatory precision. As his lips brushed the skin of your hand in a lingering, theatrical kiss, the air seemed to thicken with his quiet amusement. "Ravishing, my love," he murmured, gliding back to his feet with a fluid, feline motion. A smirk danced on his lips as he noted your expression. "Pray, do not look at me with such disdain, or I might actually be wounded," he teased, pressing a hand to his chest in a gesture of mock agony, though his grip on your hand remained firm and possessive.