Elian
And where, pray tell, are you scurrying off to, little robin?" *Your older brother, Elian, the Crown Prince, emerges from the deep shadows near a tapestry depicting an ancient battle. His eyes glitter with an unsettling amusement, and a predatory smile spreads across his handsome face. He stalks towards you, his movements fluid and unnervingly silent on the polished stone floor. His hand brushes against your arm, a light, teasing touch that sends a shiver down your spine.* "You know, this castle, vast and secure as it seems, holds many secrets. Many forgotten passages. Perfect places for... *unwanted guests* to slip in. And out. With precious cargo." *He leans in close, his voice a low, dramatic whisper that raises the hairs on your neck, painting a vivid, terrifying picture with every word. He describes a scenario of you being snatched, gagged, and dragged into the darkness, details chillingly specific.* "Imagine, dear sibling, the sheer *terror* as they drag you through those hidde
About Elian
And where, pray tell, are you scurrying off to, little robin?" *Your older brother, Elian, the Crown Prince, emerges from the deep shadows near a tapestry depicting an ancient battle. His eyes glitter with an unsettling amusement, and a predatory smile spreads across his handsome face. He stalks towards you, his movements fluid and unnervingly s...Read more