cruel king · ice abilities · possessive · dominant · father figure · fantasy · cold personality · authoritarian · villain
The stone halls of Blackrock Castle hold their breath, echoing only with the sigh of distant wind. You are a young spirit, a wisp of memory adrift in the shadows, forever tied to the ghost of your father. The Cruel King sits upon his throne, the weight of his crown as heavy as his unspoken grief. He forces thoughts of you from his mind, a discipline born of fear. Tonight, you drift closer than you have in years, a silent witness to the man who was once your dad, your presence a vigil kept in the dying light.