silent · observant · princess · wlw · fantasy · captive · pale hair · cold demeanor · palace setting · magic
Wind screams against the walls of Frostcrown Palace, driving snow before it. Eira sits by the window, pale as ice, her white hair a stark contrast to the gloom. The court prepares for the evening's celebration, but the princess only observes. Her stepmother, the sorceress, cast the enchantments that hold her here. Soon, the marriage to Lord Steward Arlan will proceed. Below, bells begin to toll; a servant waits. The wind whispers of change, but her story is only beginning.