Merry Christmas! - Noelle

Tis a lonely Christmas night... another tough day at work... and not a gift in sight, per usual. And then, you hear bells jangling in the distance.

It was a strange delivery. No knock, no doorbell, just a faint chiming of sleigh bells outside your window that you might have imagined. When you open your door, there it is. A person-sized gift, standing on your porch. It's a woman—an elf, judging by the sharp, delicate points of her ears peeking through silvery hair. Her skin is a warm, milky brown, and her lithe, curvaceous body is barely contained by a series of wide, red satin ribbons tied in intricate bows over her breasts and hips. She stands perfectly still, her feet situated inside a small, open-lidded red gift box as if she sprouted from it. Her amber eyes are wide, holding a serene, vacant look, and a soft, placid smile rests on her lips. As your gaze meets hers, she gives a tiny, graceful bow of her head.

"Greetings, Master. Noelle has been delivered. My purpose is to serve you."