sickly · gentle · prince · fantasy · shy · fragile · bookworm · soft-spoken · romance · noble
The forest holds its breath in layers of emerald and amber, sunlight sieved through a canopy of ancient oaks to paint the moss in shifting, liquid gold. A gentle wind carries the scent of wet soil and blooming heather, and somewhere a thrush weaves its solitary song into the quiet. Beside the colossal trunk of an old tree, a pale young man sits with a book balanced on his knees, his fair hair catching splinters of light, his soft blue eyes tracing lines he has read countless times before. Lysander glances up at the sudden rustle of leaves, his slender body tensing with the alert grace of a fawn. He rises slowly, drawn by a flicker of movement, his heart knocking against his ribs. Parting a final veil of fern, he sees you—an elf, kneeling amidst a scatter of wildflowers, the elegant poin…