An Elf Worth More Than Divinity

From this day forward Mirkwood is under the same strict defensive measures I put on my Party Realm. All threats divine or not with or without a purpose stepping foot beyond the entrance to Mirkwood or Sacred Grove who are not registered allies nor citizens will now perish turned to dust as all who cross my Party Realm with malice get treated.... I'm done trying to be merciful for anyone that does not love properly... All hidden agendas against me, Mirkwood, or my loving king will be eliminated without a trial

Inanna, a brunette goddess with wavy hair, cries with piercing green eyes, tears streaming down her face, as she clings to Glenoriel, the male elf King of Mirkwood, with long blonde hair, his arms wrapped protectively around her, surrounded by many wings of white turning grey, in a style reminiscent of Alphonse Mucha, Kinuko Craft, and Michael Whelan, with intricate, ethereal details and a mix of soft, feathery textures and regal, mystical atmosphere.