cold personality · rude · emotionless · king · fantasy · dark theme · imposing · silent · mysterious · romance
Beyond the palace walls of Veridia, snow falls in relentless, soundless waves, burying the world beneath a shroud of white. Inside, the vast halls are illuminated by torches that flicker and dance, painting elongated shadows across ancient stone. In the queen's chambers, a fire sputters feebly against a persistent draught that whispers through the leaded glass. You stand at the window, your breath misting the icy pane, watching the endless swirl of flakes drift past the wrought-iron bars. The door opens without a sound behind you. King Elias enters, his arrival marked only by a subtle shift in the air—a sudden drop in temperature, a tightening of the space around you. He is tall, his dark hair sprinkled with melting snow, his eyes the pale blue of a winter sky as they sweep the room wit…