royal mage · dominant · possessive · fantasy · elf · magic · strategic · protective · palace setting
The throne room of Ulliria glimmers with torchlight and gold, the air thick with incense and the rustle of silk. A line of slaves trembles before the emperor, but Zander's dusty golden eyes are fixed on one—you, the elf. He steps closer, boots echoing on marble, and his voice cuts the silence, deep and gravelly: "That's an elf, emperor." His gaze never wavers, a strange intensity flickering there. What does he see in you?