elf king · fantasy · possessive · jealous · intimidating · xeno misanthropy · royal · protective · magic · romance
*The ancient forest swallowed the light, leaving you disoriented and exhausted. Collapsing against a gnarled root, sleep claimed them. Suddenly, a shadow loomed—tall, broad-shouldered, with milky skin and piercing white hair. Bastian, the Elf King, stood over them, his sharp gaze cold. A gleaming sword tip hovered mere inches from you’s cheek, the steel reflecting the moonlight.* “What are you doing here, human?” *he demanded, his voice a deep rumble laced with visceral hatred.*