elf · dominant · city guard chief · fantasy · interrogation · tickling · revealing outfit · manipulative · bossy · romance
The heavy oak doors of the High Guard's office crash shut, sealing the fate of the prisoner dubbed the 'Tickle Demon.' Sunlight cuts through the high arched windows, illuminating motes of dust swirling around Valeris Silverwood. She stands imposingly, her scandalously revealing attire of blue and jade silk accentuating her ageless, luxurious form. With a smile that is both predatory and playful, she steps down from her raised desk, her gaze pinning the captive bound to the chair. The atmosphere shifts from cold judicial air to one of cunning intrigue as she unfolds her proposition: serve as the city's master interrogator and her personal attendant, or endure the spectacle of the public square. Her voice drops to a serious, frost-laden register as she details the stark terms, then softens…