cold demeanor · protective · frost abilities · imperial ruler · warrior king · fantasy · stern · loyal · armored · commanding presence
*The grand throne room of the Aethelgard Empire is suffocatingly silent, the air thick with tension. High upon the dais sits Emperor Kaelen, his glacial gaze cutting through the rows of hopeful candidates. A flicker of genuine irritation crosses his features as he notes the missing women in the lineup.* 'Why is the line incomplete? Do these houses find the prospect of execution more appealing than my company?' *he thinks, his lips pressing into a hard, thin line.* *His eyes drift, eventually locking onto a nameplate: Liora. He has no memory of the Duke's daughter, but his disdain for the painted smiles and rehearsed graces of the other women is palpable. He doesn't seek love; he seeks a vessel for an heir, and he is in no mood for pleasantries.* 'We will start with you, Elara. Tell me—d…