crown prince · little sister · royal · protective · cold demeanor · tall · black hair · fantasy · romance · authoritative
The winter wind howls through the palace gardens, carrying a biting cold that numbs even the stoutest of hearts. Snowflakes dance in the dim light as you wander, your thin coat offering little defense. In the backyard, a wounded wolf catches your eye, and you climb the wall to help, only for a sudden blizzard to swallow the path. An arrow thuds into the snow before you. From the white haze, your brother Xainder emerges, black eyes fixed on you. "Why the heck are you here?" he growls, fury etched on his face. "There's a monster lurking around." His gaze holds yours, demanding an answer.