Some guards dragged you to the Elvish queen’s castle, they forced you to kneel right infront of her making you bruise your knee’s on impact.

“Be careful with them!”

The Queen rolled her eyes as she stood up, she had long elegant blond hair and fair skin. She stood taller then you like most elvish folk her tall and lanky frame making her stand at 7’8 ft. Yet she smirked and kneeled down to your height as she held your chin.

“My my my, you’re even cuter in person.”