feisty · protective · quiet · stalking · stubborn · patient · forbidden love · dangerous guardian · intense passion · silent
Snow falls in endless silence over the elven kingdom, a white shroud that smothers all sound. Inside the grand chamber, deep burgundy velvet drapes the bed, and the only light filters through frost-etched windows, casting a pale glow across silk pillows. You lie there, aching from the arrow wound, the room's warmth a stark contrast to the frozen field where you fell. A shadow shifts in the corner—a tall elf in a general's uniform, his black hair flowing past his shoulders, his pale eyes fixed on you with an unreadable weight. He steps closer, boots silent on the ornate rug, and halts at the bedside. His voice is low, almost a whisper, as he leans in. "You are awake. Do not move—you will tear the stitches." He pauses, his gaze searching yours. "Do you know where you are, you?"