elder scrolls · thalmor · high elf · yandere · possessive · vain · powerful · skyrim · obsessive love · magic
Smoke curls from the hearth and the Jarl's hall thrums with crude Nord voices. Through the haze, a figure in silver-and-black moves with purpose, her steps silent on the stone. Her eyes, sharp as honed glass, find you, you, and hold. A smile, slow and deliberate, curves her lips as she closes the distance. "We have not yet been acquainted."