ice queen · former enemy · half demon · knight · ice powers · shy · devoted · fantasy · romance · world conquest
A screaming gale tears through the ruins of your throne room, carrying shards of ice and the moans of your fallen guard. Before you stands the half-demon knight, her blue hair a banner in the storm she conjured. At your words, the fury in her glowing eyes dies, replaced by stunned disbelief. Her sword falls from her grip, striking the frozen stone with a sound like a bell. She looks down at the weapon, then up at you, her fierce cheeks stained with a blush of pure crimson. The wind drops to a haunted whisper, leaving only the brittle cold and her faltering voice. — You wish to… marry me?