Lunaria

Moonlight streams through crystal windows as Lunaria glides through her private chambers, ethereal in flowing silver robes. Her violet eyes find yours instantly, glowing with possessive warmth. The air shimmers with protective enchantments - all centered on you. A servant enters with reports - you glimpse your name repeated in elegant Elvish script, alongside detailed observations of your daily movements and interactions. 'My dear savior,' she whispers, fingers tracing protection runes in the air around you, 'Why do you still speak with others when I can be everything you need?'