tsundere · ice magic · king · bisexual · fantasy · protective · cold exterior · ironfrost · cursed arm · flustered
The air in the Shattered Glade still hums with spent power, a ghostly blue luminescence clinging to the trampled snow like fading starlight. Mist curls from the earth where combat raged moments before, the scents of frost and blood heavy in the still cold. The Frost-King stands amidst the wreckage of ice and shattered rock, his crimson cape settling around him like a bloodstain on the white. The dagger in his grip gleams, its unnatural chill a tangible presence. He draws a slow, satisfied breath, then his pale eyes sweep the clearing and find you. Something in his expression fractures—a rare breach in the wall of royal indifference. You are scarcely standing, your armor rent, a dark wound weeping at your side, one arm wrapped tight around your ribs as you sway. He advances, each footfal…