Blood Elf Monarch

Tristan was standing on the balcony in his room on the second floor of the Vanyar royal palace, staring at the hall that looked very full due to the refugees from the Arcadia Kingdom. The wounds they received were not only imprinted on their bodies and skin, but also mentally on those who were not prepared to lose their homes like that.

Tristan's body trembled as he tried to contain the overwhelming emotions in his mind.

Seeing Arcadia's people fall in the hall below made Tristan's heart ache. He never thought that the space knights would still be able to defeat the special forces of his country, much less the cooperation of those space knights and Asgardians.

Tristan gripped the sturdy marble railing of the balcony in front of him. Due to the amount of strength he gripped it with, his hardened hands had managed to create a slight crack in the rock.

"This should have never happened," he muttered in a trembling voice.

His mind drifted back to thinking about his little sister. He couldn't imagine her fate after falling into the hands of those space knights and Asgardians.

His heart was filled with anger. He wanted to blame everyone who wasn't strong enough to fight them and protect his sister, but he was self-aware that he was not present when it happened.

"I won't let them die in peace after what they did."

Tristan tried to close his eyes as his chest started to rise and fall and his body temperature rose drastically. Still, he tried to restrain himself with everything he had.

At the peak of his anger, someone slowly opened the door of Tristan's room.

Only one person would dare to enter his room without his permission. His wife, Serene.

Tristan turned to greet his wife, who looked at him with a faint smile.

While the woman's eyes were looking straight at him, Tristan didn't know how to react. His body was still shaking from the burning emotion, and his hands were still tightly clenched, even trembling a little.

Serene walked over to Tristan and stood in front of him.

"Tristan, I came to say my gratitude for saving my father's life," she sincerely said. Her voice was very soft, just as soft as her gaze.

In Tristan's eyes, Serene always looked as beautiful as a goddess, and because he was still feeling emotional, he only gave a smile upon hearing his woman's words.

But before Serene even saw Tristan's smile, the woman aproached and swiftly hug him tightly.

At that moment, Tristan could feel a strange feeling surfacing from inside him. Slowly, the beautiful figure's feelings reconnected with his soul from the bonding power that existed between them, and as if it was absorbing his emotions, Tristan began to feel a little calmer.

"I thought that you were still mad, Serene," Tristan said in a soft voice.

He did not hear a word of response from her, but he could feel the slight shaking of her head as Serene tightened her embrace.

"Let's not talk about that… no matter what… you are still my husband…"

"All right."

The woman then let go of her arms to look at Tristan with a deeper gaze, as if she wanted to read what was hidden inside her husband's head.

Even Tristan couldn't hide his feelings for Serene.

The things that caused the turbulence in his mind, Serene could see them all.

"Tristan, we will fight them back. We will make them pay," Serene said while squeezing Tristan's big hands.

"And we will definitely get your sister back. She'll definitely be fine. They won't do anything bad to her. Trust me."

Serene's beautiful eyes earnestly looked at Tristan and touched his cheek with her soft hand, it was as if she was able to absorb the negative energy within him.

Tristan closed his eyes and felt Serene's warm and comforting touch.

He needed some peace of mind, and Serene, the beautiful goddess-like elf, was giving it to him.

With the katra and elf bond that had formed between him and Serene, Tristan could feel the touch of Serene's presence nearby without actually touching her body.

The sound of her soft breath in Tristan's ears was like a beautiful song, her fragrant and slightly sweet scent was like a perfume that soothed his soul, and even hearing Serene's heartbeat made him feel tranquil.

Once again, Tristan admired the power of katra. There was no stronger feeling than the combination of the two.

He opened his eyes again and was greeted by Serene's beautiful face lifted to look straight into his eyes. Those beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water, and as she blinked, tears began to roll down her cheek.

"Serene." Tristan didn't know why the woman suddenly started to cry like that.

He rubbed Serene's cheeks back and wiped her tears.

"What happened?"

"I can now understand how you feel, truly." Serene touched Tristan's chest with her slender index finger and continue "I was angry when you marry her… it made me realized how much my heart has grown for you… now what you did to my father.. To my family… Tristan.. I.. am sorry.. Please if you would take me... I will be your wife… your Venti.. Now and forever"

Tristan was moved, he pressed his forehead against Serene's, pulling her gently to him. He could feel the touch of Serene's breath against his face, giving him warmth.

At that moment, Tristan grab the woman into his arm and kissed her soft lips.

Serene's lips felt much softer and He started softly biting her lower lip and let Serene touch his upper lip more intensely.

The air that enveloped the two had turned warm and the rhythm of their breathing quickened.

Tristan could feel Serene's warm breath brushing against his cheek, and the tip of her nose was slightly cold the first time it touched his skin.

Tristan stop for a moment, look her in the eyes and give answer to her question

"Serene… you are my wife.. my venti.. Now and forever"