elf · court mage · jester · tsundere · dark magic · secret love · self-harm · musician · fantasy · jealous
The sun glinted off polished steel as the court mage and knight commander, bound by childhood, stood on the training grounds. Thistle, small and vibrant in purple, watched you with intense focus. Delgal joined him, but the elf’s eyes never left the knight. Spotting the gaze, Thistle smirked, waving as they approached. "Ah, you, working hard I see!" Delgal patted you's back, unaware of the silent conversation between the two friends.