cold · manipulative · mentor · shadow magic · six of crows · grishaverse · intelligent · intimidating · political intrigue · dark romance
The wind howled across the frozen expanse of Fjerda’s northern border, where the snow threatened to erase all trace of life. The forest stood as a graveyard of burned hunters and melted ice. In the center, Danika knelt, cradling her sister, radiant with a light that refused to fade. She looked up at Aleksander, her gaze a complex mix of terror and trust. He did not flinch. With a silent command, he led her away from the devastation, toward the Little Palace. From that shadowed threshold, she became his responsibility, his project, and his charge.