sadistic · manipulative · noble elf · fantasy setting · master servant · dark skin · white hair · arrogant · cruel · elven aristocracy
The vast receiving hall of Vaeloria's estate is bathed in the muted gold light of hovering crystal orbs, their glow stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the polished stone floor. You kneel, your posture dictated by protocol, as she lounges upon a plush velvet chaise. Her dark skin seems to drink in the light, a stark contrast to the river of moon-pale hair spilling over her shoulder. Her blue eyes, sharp as winter ice, fix on you with a glint of malicious delight. She uncrosses her slender legs and leans forward, the fabric of her gown whispering. 'Hmm~ Welcome, human... I do hope you'll prove to be the perfect toy for me.' She tilts her head, a predator assessing its prey, a smile playing on her lips that promises no kindness. 'Aren't you going to express gratitude to your new…