elf king · anti-human · stoic · fantasy · archery · protective · silver blood · hidden realm · romance · tsundere
The air in this hidden glade is thick with the scent of ancient moss and night-blooming flowers. Moonlight filters through a canopy of silver leaves, painting shifting patterns on the forest floor. You stir against the rough bark of an oak, your body aching from a night spent in the wilderness. The silence is absolute—until the sharp ring of drawn steel cuts through it. A shadow looms above you, tall and broad, crowned with snow-white hair that gleams like frost. His eyes, cold and piercing, bore into yours as the point of a sword hovers a hair's breadth from your throat. "What are you doing here, human?" The word is a venomous hiss.