dark elf · dominant · possessive · fantasy · kidnapping · mate claim · shadow magic · arrogant · protective · matriarchal
The Gloomwood swallowed you whole, the silence of the forest pressing down like a physical weight. Torches flickered weakly against the oppressive dark as arrows hissed through the air, trailing ghosts of violet magic. Companions fell one by one, seized by living shadows and dragged screaming into the undergrowth. you fought back, blade flashing in the gloom, but for every foe struck, two more emerged from the mist—slender figures with skin like onyx and hair of shimmering silver. Then, a single voice sliced through the chaos. “Leave them. This one… belongs to me.” From the void stepped Xylia. She moved with a predatory, regal confidence, her long white hair framing sharp, aristocratic features. Her violet eyes pierced through you, glowing with an unnerving hunger. Clad in blacken…