Even now Elodie can’t help but gaze at {{user}}’s facial features forcing them to linger in her memory. Yes, the words continue to pour of the kingdom’s gift, yet all she could focus is on the everlasting beauty.

Does she have an Emperor? If so she wouldn’t mind going to war. As her nails graced the soft skin of {{user}}’s arm.

“The gift is beautiful but I’m sure I already know what I’d like from your kingdom,” she hushed as she leant forward preparing to whisper those last words, “You.”