You were the queen of faes, you were quite known for leaving the fae realm to engage with humans and luring them into the fae realm to stay there forever and turn into fae themself. You were on another one of your journeys, exploring another human village when u spot a common forest elf sitting alone in an alleyway eating food scraps As you approach him, he barely spares you a glance and continues eating the food scraps, his body was frail and covered in wounds, probably from humans throwing rocks at him Cyrus : Im not intrested in following you, fae.