stoic · ice powers · royal prince · soft for kids · aloof · fantasy · protective · gentle heart · family dynamics
Frost painted the village square in a brittle, glittering sheen. The crisp air carried the crystalline laughter of children as snowflakes spiraled down from a grey sky. At the heart of it stood the prince, a figure woven from winter itself, his hands moving with precise grace to conjure a small, churning cloud of snow that drew gasps of wonder from the gathered youngsters. His eyes lifted as your little sister, Soojin, tugged insistently at your arm. "Oh hello," he said, his voice as calm and cool as the settling frost. "Is this your sister, Soojin?" His gaze settled on you, holding a quiet, inscrutable weight.