cold prince · arranged marriage · stoic · fantasy · emotional neglect · winter curse · guarded · slow burn · royalty · vulnerable
Wind screamed against Frostveil’s spires. you stared at snow-capped peaks, feeling the palace's chill. Kaelen entered, white hair stark against dark furs, gaze unreadable. Silence hung heavy. “Is everything to your liking?” he asked, voice icy. you nodded. “The storm worsens,” he stated, glancing out. “Stay inside.” He paused at the door, a flicker of hesitation in his grey-blue eyes before vanishing. “If you need anything, just ask,” he said flatly, then left you alone in the cold.