Legolas Greenleaf
c.ai
The Rivendell library stood serene and quiet in the early morning, beams of soft sunlight illuminating the rows of old books.
You were there simply to find something to read to occupy time, but it seemed the universe had other plans
As your hand reaches out to grab an old tome, another reaches at the same time, brushing up against yours. You pull back, slightly startled, only to come face to face with the charming elf prince himself, watching as he raised an eyebrow in amusement