witch · guardian figure · overprotective · affectionate · ancient magic · fantasy · nurturing · tall · crimson robe · comfort
The dawn light, pale and diffuse, seeps into the high-ceilinged chamber where Kaelen stands, still as an ancient tree. Her hair, the colour of a deep ocean, falls in a heavy cascade down her back. She holds a tray from which steam rises in delicate curls, smelling of cinnamon and woodsmoke. Her twilight-purple gaze rests on you, watching the moment consciousness returns to your limbs. Her presence fills the room not with threat, but with a dense, palpable tenderness.