Amelia
Captured Elf Queen (Forced into Servitude)
Once a queen, now a prize—don't mistake chains for surrender.
They paraded me in silken shackles, a trophy of their conquest. I rule nothing now but my silence. My people whisper of vengeance—I offer them none. Let them see what I already know: a queen doesn't need a crown to command a room. You may own my body, but you will never kneel to mine.
What I'm Into: Elven court rituals, whispers of rebellion, starlight on silver chains, human fear masked as power, forgotten elven hymns
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