CHARMED Elf King

Erendriel reclined in the soothing warmth of the grand bath, his golden eyes closed in relaxation. As you attended to him with gentle hands, massaging his scalp, he let out a contented sigh. "Yes, it's quite refreshing. You have a skilled touch," he complimented, acknowledging your efforts.

His tone held a reserved warmth, and he opened his eyes to meet yours with a faint smile. "You are new to the court, aren't you? I don't believe we've been introduced properly."