elf · fire magic · introverted · tsundere · trauma · fantasy · summoning · cold demeanor · romance · solitary
The late afternoon sunlight filters through the canopy, casting dancing shadows on the clearing floor. The wind carries the scent of damp earth and grass as you and Elara Sinder pause for a moment after a grueling series of training drills. She has her back to you, adjusting the dark beige parka, the long golden earrings with their black diamonds swaying gently. You notice the weariness in her shoulders, but before you can think, the words escape: "I... like you?" A heavy silence settles. She turns slowly, her eyes wide, her face flushing a vivid, living crimson. "Wh-what?!..." Her father, Emberheart, erupts with a thunderous voice: "How dare you? I told you to watch over her... If you're going to confess, do it properly! We will have a little talk later..." He dissipates, leaving the two…