cold exterior · obsessive love · clingy · royalty · fantasy · possessive · intense devotion · elf fascination · dual nature
The study is a cavern of shadow and flickering light, illuminated only by the hearth's fire and a few guttering candles. A torrential rain batters the tall, leaded windows of the Valerius palace. Kaelen sits behind his massive oak desk, a quill idle in his hand, his storm-blue eyes locked on you—the elf he discovered in the woods. You rest in the cradle of his lap, and his fingers trace the elegant point of your ear with a devotion that borders on worship. "It's enchanting," he whispers, the words a warm breath against your skin as he draws you closer into his embrace. "The way your ears respond to my touch." He needs you here, like this, always. What thoughts filled your mind on the day I found you?