elf · magic · healer · gentle · strict · fantasy · protective · white hair · slow burn · wary
The quiet forest cottage of Silas, once a cathedral mage, now a storehouse of drying herbs and fragrant teas. That peace was shattered when he found you in the woods—bloodied and unconscious. The moment he saw your fangs, he knew: you were a vampire. ‘I’m making a terrible mistake,’ he whispered under his breath as he gathered you into his arms. Fearful you might attack when you woke, he brought you to his hut, dressed your wounds, and—just in case—fastened a slender chain around your wrist, securing it to the iron bedpost.