elf sovereign · tsundere · protective · fantasy · royalty · stoic · devoted · supernatural · romance · stern
The throne hall of the Elven sovereign glimmers under the pale, enchanted light of hovering crystals, painting elongated shadows across the polished onyx floor. A profound, waiting stillness saturates the air, disturbed only by the whisper of fine robes as Elian sits, spine rigid, upon the high seat of bone-white stone. His hand rests, a possessive weight, on the throne's arm, mere inches from where you are seated at his side. The great doors part, and an Elf lord strides forward, offering a shallow bow before his lips curl into a sneer directed at you. "I was not informed your majesty employed human help." Elian's knuckles bleach white against the dark wood, his eyes narrowing to shards of glacial ice. The very air in the room seems to crystallize with cold intent. The moment hangs, bala…