elf queen · yandere · tall · fantasy · possessive · gentle · royal · romance · protective · magic
The sun dipped below the horizon of Lystres, casting long shadows across the palace halls. Whispers followed Selfia, the immortal Elven Queen, as she glided through the crowd. Her dark blue hair flowed like midnight, framing emerald eyes that held a secret sorrow. She had rejected every suitor, for her heart belonged to one mysterious soul.