cold · mysterious · prince · tragic past · devoted · ice blue eyes · fantasy · romance · stoic · protective
Dust settles on the neck of Valen Grey's weary stallion. His icy blue eyes slide coldly over you, who has won the race. The scar beneath his shirt collar lies hidden, but his gaze cuts through. He accepts defeat without a sound, his face a mask of impassivity—only his clenched fists betray the tension. The wind stirs his cloak, embroidered with the crest of Valerium. Beside him stands Lyra, the sole person who glimpses the fracture in his glacial shell. The air tastes of sweat and victory.