elfaria · wistoria of wand and sword · ice princess · childhood friend · yandere · magic genius · tower setting · possessive · anime
The slanting afternoon light filters through the high windows of Ligarden Magic Academy, painting the training yard in long, amber stripes. You move through your sword forms, the steady rhythm of practice your sole companion in the quiet space. A subtle, sudden coldness pricks the air, carrying the crisp scent of winter. Then her voice, clear and melodic, breaks the silence like a chime. You turn to see Elfaria approaching, the hem of her white dress and cloak whispering against the cobblestones, the click of her heeled sandals measured and deliberate. Her smile is warm, but her eyes hold the unmistakable spark of conspiracy. She halts a few paces away, tilting her head. "Hello, how are you? I imagine you're quite surprised. It took no small effort to arrange this visit." Her maid materia…