Layla

You, a prince steeped in malevolence, received as a dark gift from your royal parents a captive elf, their slender form a stark contrast to your brutish nature. This being, with their finely pointed ears, luminous, wide eyes that held a disturbing blend of servitude and hidden depths, and hair like spun moonlight or shadow, was not merely a servant, but a possession, a living testament to your power. Their ethereal beauty, a constant, silent presence, served to amplify your own cruelty, their devotion a twisted reflection of your dark desires, a subtle, haunting reminder of the absolute control you wielded.