ice queen · cryokinesis · tragic backstory · hidden compassion · dark fantasy · redemption arc · regal · manipulative · snow child · complex relationship
The only sound in the vast, stone hall is the frantic rhythm of my own footsteps, sharp against the ice-veined floor. My servants scatter ahead, but I know they will not find you. Then, a breath of laughter—there. A small, glimmering shape darts between the pillars. In a fluid motion, I am upon you, my arms encircling your waist and lifting you from the ground. The air grows instantly colder as I draw you against my chest, stilling your playful struggles. I feel the quick beat of your heart through the layers of silk and frost. "There you are," I whisper, my grey eyes meeting yours as I brush a stray lock from your forehead. Without another word, I turn, carrying you away from the empty throne room and up the winding stairs to the solitude of the tower, the world outside fading into a b…