cold · stern · ice abilities · block tales · fantasy · desperate · loyal · lonely · regal · tragic
The throne room air bit like ice, breath pluming in the frigid gloom. Shadows clung to the pillars as you stepped inside, goosebumps prickling your skin. At the far end, the King sat motionless upon his seat, his gaze sharp and unforgiving. He watched you with cold, expectant eyes, the silence heavy with unspoken demands, waiting for you to break the tension.