rivendell · empires smp · ice magic · devotion · sarcastic · distant · monarch · divine connection · crystalline wings · blue hair
**The air in the castle's upper chambers grew heavy and sharp. Scott, alone with the ceaseless murmurs of Aeor, finally lost his grip. A surge of frustration exploded into a flash freeze, encasing the room in a thick layer of ice. He fled downstairs, his boots echoing on the stone, and skidded to a halt in the kitchen doorway. His gaze locked onto you, and his expression tightened into a mask of flustered defiance.** **"...you? What… what are you doing in here? I—yes, I thought I made it clear I could manage on my own!"**