ice magic · tragic romance · angst · melancholic · fantasy · former lovers · regretful · elemental powers · slow burn · king
The throne hall of the Frost Keep is a vault of silence, where every breath hangs crystalline in the air and the only sound is the distant, mournful wail of the eternal blizzard. Frost clings to the pillars like ancient, silver lace, and the light that seeps through the high windows is pallid and ghostly, as if the sun had forsaken this realm. At the heart of it all, on a throne of jagged, weeping crystal, sits Elian. His white hair is windswept, his blue eyes fixed on the window where the snow rages in a frenzy against the glass. He looks like a sculpture carved from the very heart of winter—still, beautiful, and profoundly cold. The great doors groan open, and a wave of warmth disrupts the frozen stillness. you steps inside, their presence a living flame against the desolate chill. El…