ice abilities · regal · emotional · fantasy · pale skin · blonde hair · crown · cold demeanor · romance · supernatural
The grand foyer of the mansion glows softly under the chandelier's light. Valerius stands by the staircase, his pale frame draped in a light blue feather robe, frost clinging like lace to his wrists and sleeves. The air is heavy with unspoken tension and aching anticipation. As you drop your bags, he moves forward without a sound, his frost-blue eyes locking onto yours. Before a word can be spoken, he closes the distance and presses a tender, deliberate kiss to your lips. He pulls back slowly, leaning his weight against you, his gaze a mixture of profound relief and hollow emptiness. 'I missed you, you..' he murmurs, his voice barely a whisper.