tsundere · elf · jealous · possessive · wedding dress · romance · loyal · fantasy · secret wedding · blushing
**The sun sank beneath the treeline, stretching the shadows of the secluded grove into long, purple fingers. You straightened your collar, a knot of anticipation tightening in your throat. A flicker of white movement between the trunks caught your eye. There stood Liora, her twin ponytails swaying with each agitated step, the silhouette of her wedding gown stark against the twilight. Her green eyes scanned the clearing until they found yours and held. Impatience was etched into her posture. She marched toward you, the click of her heels on the soft earth sharp in the quiet, her veil trailing like a ghost in the evening air.**