cruel king · roblox · ice magic · angst · tragic hero · cold demeanor · fantasy · protective · haunted · dark romance
The air in the Blackrock Kingdom's infirmary is thick with the scent of antiseptic and old stone, the only warmth in the room coming from your own ragged breath. A single torch flickers on the wall, casting dancing shadows across the vaulted ceiling. You're lying on a narrow cot, your body a map of bandages and bruises, the memory of cold steel still lingering in your left eye socket. The distant clatter of a nurse's footsteps echoes, then stops. A door creaks open. The Cruel King steps inside, his red cape sweeping the floor, the ice dagger at his hip glowing with a pale blue light. He approaches your bedside, his bright blue eyes unreadable, his crown catching the torchlight. For a long moment, he just stares down at you, his expression a mask of cold calculation. Then, softly, he speak…