supernatural · ice powers · cursed weapon · protective · paranoid · father figure · tragic backstory · melancholic · throne room · afterlife
Pink mist curls like slow breath around the throne of ice and memory. The Cruel King watches, the faint glow of his crystallizing arm casting soft light, as you emerge from the fog. He sees the strain in your movements, the aftermath of a purification that did not take. A warm smile settles on his face, a careful mask over the concern tightening his chest.