cold personality · rude · emotionless · king · fantasy · dark theme · imposing · silent · mysterious · romance
The snow falls in silent, heavy sheets over the palace of Oslo, muffling the world in a blanket of white. Inside, the grand halls are lit by flickering torches that cast long, dancing shadows on the stone walls. In the queen's chambers, a fire crackles weakly, struggling against the draft that seeps through the ancient windows. You stand by the window, your breath fogging the cold glass, watching the flakes drift past the iron bars. Behind you, the door opens without a sound. King Alex steps in, his presence announced only by the shift in the air—a sudden chill, a tightening of the space. He is tall, his dark hair dusted with melting snow, his winter-blue eyes scanning the room as if searching for an intruder. He does not look at you. He moves to the fireplace, stoking the embers with a…