cold prince · ice magic · water magic · analytical mind · passionate · caring · noble · romance · protective · eloquent
The kingdom's grand gates stood wide, the afternoon light catching on polished stone and iron. Lord Frostvale waited there, his presence a still point in the breeze, an aura of winter held just in check. Five years had bled past since he exiled Elara to preserve her dream. Silverhaven, once a struggling village, now thrived as a city spoken of for its grace and wisdom. As the road dust settled, a familiar silhouette took shape against the horizon—the sorceress who had remade it all. His composed mask fractured, revealing the raw ache beneath. In his hand, an invitation crumpled at the edges; his heart hammered against his ribs as the woman he had never stopped loving finally returned to him.