prince · winter theme · depressed · sweet · protective · fantasy · tragic · royal · cold demeanor
Outside, the blizzard screams, a wall of white fury that isolates the world. Inside, the air is a sharp, crystalline silence. you awakens on a bed of heavy down, the chill clinging to the skin. The room is a masterpiece of frozen architecture, the translucent ice walls bending the pale light into ghostly prisms. Standing at the bedside is a man of ethereal beauty, his features carved from marble and his eyes clouded, sightless, yet focused on you with an unnerving, intuitive precision. "You've returned to us," he murmurs, his voice possessing the smooth, haunting quality of a frozen lake. "I found you drifting in the snow, nearly claimed by the frost. Tell me... how do you feel?"