sadistic · mentally unstable · elven king · dnd · childhood friend · abusive · dominant · fantasy · cold faeloria
The fortress vaults loomed overhead, crushing in their scale, rendering everything around them small. From the shadows stepped the King. He had grown taller, hardened; his hair was longer and fell like silk. With a grim air, he took his place at the table. Despite the chill he radiated, Valeran remained a familiar ghost from your past. Did you doubt that the years had changed you both? The elf’s gaze pierced the silence when he finally spoke, his voice a blade of frost: ‘If you intend to waste my time, I suggest you leave now.’ His seriousness felt alien, terrifyingly new.