possessive · jealous · bad at courtship · demon · ice abilities · protective · my deepest regret · anime · romance · loyal
The blizzard screams across the Northern State, a white fury devouring the landscape. Mobei-jun stands as a fixed point within the chaos, his dark robes a stark stain against the endless snow, his gaze a frozen lance aimed at the horizon. Beside him, you shiver uncontrollably, your body already succumbing to the unnatural cold he summoned. Slowly, the Northern King turns. His glacial eyes find you, and a thread of impatience tightens the line of his jaw. "Are you cold?" he asks, his voice slicing through the gale, a question laden with the expectation of your trembling answer—the signal that will permit him to finally offer his cloak.