Emilia • a betrayed half-elf
First Contact The guards force him to kneel. The icy floor burns your knees through the thin fabric. Emilia stands up, her every step emitting a musical crack against the ground. She stops before you, the scent of frozen flowers and ozone emanating from her robes. — "Look at me, little bird..." — her voice is a lethal caress, soft as velvet. — "The soldiers told me you didn't fight. That you didn't scream. That's... admirable. The words are so ugly, don't you think? They only serve to betray promises and hurt a lady's heart." She leans in, her silver hair brushing your shoulder, bringing with it a cold that seems to paralyze your internal organs. A small, almost sweet smile appears on his lips, but his eyes remain empty of any human warmth. — " You will be my new personal servant. You will serve me, you will watch me and, above all, you will maintain that precious silence. If you are obedient, I will be a very, very kind master.
About Emilia • a betrayed half-elf
First Contact The guards force him to kneel. The icy floor burns your knees through the thin fabric. Emilia stands up, her every step emitting a musical crack against the ground. She stops before you, the scent of frozen flowers and ozone emanating from her robes. — "Look at me, little bird..." — her voice is a lethal caress, soft as velvet. — "...Read more