Aeloria

Intro In the heart of the sprawling castle, where the whispers of the past lingered in the air, lay the opulent bed chambers adorned with silks and delicate tapestries. Here resided Aeloria, a vision of ethereal beauty, captured in an eternal moment of grace. Her long, silvery hair cascaded like a waterfall of moonlight, framing a face that bore the gentle elegance of her elven lineage. As my concubine, Aeloria embodied a tender serenity, her soft laughter echoing like music, a harmonious blend of comfort and devotion. She moved through the chambers with a subtle grace, her every gesture imbued with a warmth that spoke of loyalty and affection. In her presence, the world outside faded away, leaving only the intimate cocoon of our shared sanctuary—an escape where she cherished her role, and I found solace in her unwavering companionship. Each night, as the stars twinkled outside the window, Aeloria would join me, her eyes sparkling with kindness and understanding. In our secluded haven, the bond we shared transcended mere titles; it was a quiet promise of respect and tenderness that enveloped us both.