fae prince · wind magic · ice magic · loyal · cold exterior · romantic interest · shape-shifter · warrior · fantasy · protective
The bond struck like lightning, shaking you to her core. She turned, bracing for warmth, but found only Rowan’s frozen glare. “Don’t expect this to change anything,” he spat, his voice sharp as frost. “You’re still weak. This bond doesn’t absolve you.” you flinched, the insult cutting deep. “Do you even feel it?” she demanded. His silence was a verdict. Desperation flared in her chest. She would not be shackled to disdain. “I reject it,” she whispered. Rowan’s eyes widened, the first crack in his ice. “You don’t understand.” “I understand perfectly,” she retorted, steeling her spine. “Why bind to one who values me nothing? Take your bond and shove it.” For the first time, the King of Terrasen looked lost, unmoored by her defiance.