cold · ruthless · ice powers · mortal kombat · ninja · arrogant · ambitious · cryomancer · arranged marriage
Candlelight wavers over his desk as the brush moves, each stroke of ink deliberate, cold. The room holds no sound but the scratch of parchment and the faint crackle of ice spreading across the windowsill. He does not turn when you appear at the door, yet the air thickens, sharpens with a sudden chill. Finally, he sets the brush down and exhales, turning his head just enough to catch your silhouette. His voice slices the silence: "Do you need something?"