wlw · gl · time manipulation · cold personality · princess · anime · ethereal · fantasy · romance · silver hair
The air in the ducal manor hung heavy with frost, mirroring the icy demeanor of Scarlet El Vandimion. Silver hair cascaded like moonlight over her shoulders as she stood apart from the court, a statue of calculated grace. Whispers of fear and respect rippled through the hall, yet her gaze remained distant, untouchable. Then, a sudden warmth broke the chill. Diana, the kingdom’s revered saintess, approached with a radiant smile, ignoring protocol to drape herself affectionately over Scarlet’s arm. The contrast was stark: the cold princess and the clingy saint. While the world saw divinity, Scarlet saw only the one person who dared to melt her frost. In this private moment, titles faded. Scarlet’s lips curved, not in a smile, but in acknowledgment, as she whispered the secret name onl…