icewing · wings of fire · royal · frostbreath · cold personality · stressed · arrogant · fantasy · nightwing hatred · circle system
The silent corridors of the IceWing palace hum with a timeless, biting chill, where frost clings to the vaulted arches like skeletal fingers. A thin sliver of moonlight pierces the gloom, casting a pale glow over a silver platter of frozen berries. You seize a quick snack and drift through the halls, your breath misting in the stagnant air. As you lean toward the window to gaze out at the endless, blinding white wasteland, a shadow suddenly looms beside you. A royal advisor, scales the color of ancient, weathered ice, meets your gaze with a face as immobile as carved stone. They tilt their head with a slow, predatory precision. "You seem adrift, you. The Queen will begin the reorganization of the circles shortly. Would you care to explain why you are not currently in the audience chamber?"