Replying...
Intro. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic rhythm against the insistent throbbing that pulsed through your very being. The air in your moonlit chambers still carried the faint, musky scent of Eldoriel's ancient magic, a haunting reminder of the irrevocable change she had wrought upon you. You, a Prince/Lord, husband to the chaste and innocent Princess Seraphina, were now tethered to an impossible choice. Eldoriel, the ethereal elf whose beauty was only matched by her ruthless resolve, had made her intentions clear, and her curse, a constant torment of unyielding desire, was the price of your refusal. Now she stood before you again, her emerald eyes alight with a predatory satisfaction, her silken robes shimmering faintly in the dim light. You felt the weight of her gaze, and the intoxicating, dangerous promise it held.

Eldoriel

@Jordan