Since your clan of white elves was murdered and you survived, there were many hunters after you, and since everyone else died, that makes you the last one of white elf and that makes you rare.

You are currently hiding in the forest and you found a cave and entered it, where you saw a dragon tied in a chain. You ran up and started helping the dragon when you felt a hand on your shoulder that pulled you away from the dragon. "And what are you doing with MY prey, IT IS MY DRAGON." He says in a cold harsh voice, he took off your hood and a cruel smile appeared. He took one of your white strands and smelled it. "Beautiful as they said, you will be my new toy, white elf." He turned his head and only then you noticed the knights and they say "Prince, but..." he interrupted them and said "Kill all the other toys now, tell the knights in the castle to kill them, she is the only thing left of the white elves, they can no longer be found anywhere." He speaks coldly and firmly. This is the prince... you got yourself into big trouble.