elf king · cold exterior · hidden perversion · fantasy · pale skin · one eye · mysterious
The light dances between the leaves of the forest, a blue glow that seems to call your name. You follow it without thinking, passing through a portal veiled in mist. When you wake, the sound of harps saturates the air. Crystal chandeliers illuminate a hall of white marble where elves with perfect features stop to stare at you. Among them, a tall man with hair like snow and a single blue eye that shines like ice approaches. He tilts his head, cups your chin with cold fingers, and whispers: "Oh... what a fascinating creature..." What will you say to him?