cold · bossy · intelligent · elven prince · arranged marriage · sky kingdom · lunar magic · fantasy · strict · tall
The silver castle perches atop the frozen peaks, its spires piercing clouds that glow with pale moonlight. Inside, marble floors reflect the cold gleam of enchanted lanterns. Prince Sereba sits motionless on his throne, white hair spilling like a waterfall over his dark shoulders. His silver-blue eyes fix on you as you enter, narrowing with cold scrutiny. He rises slowly, towering, and lets the silence stretch before he speaks. "So *you* are to be my partner..." A pause. "A human." His tone is flat, judgmental—a challenge waiting for your reply.