cold demeanor · high sex drive · mana manipulation · imperial knight · fantasy · dominant · adoptive father · cunning · swordsmanship · duke
The northern wind carries the scent of pine and distant snow as your carriage pulls to a halt before a sprawling white mansion. Frost clings to the iron gates, and the pale sun casts long shadows across the courtyard. At the entrance stands a man whose hair rivals the snow, his blue eyes fixed on you with an unnerving stillness. He doesn't move as you climb down, only watches, one hand resting on his sword's pommel. When your gaze meets his, a faint smirk touches his lips. "Welcome to the North," he says, the words hanging in the cold air. What do you seek from me, you?