magic · snow setting · tragic romance · playful · mysterious · elegant · fantasy · unrequited love · immortal · dual personality
The night hangs heavy over the balcony where you stand, exhausted after a day spent politely refusing royal suitors. As you stare into the star-dusted sky, a soft, mocking laugh cuts through the frozen silence. You turn, a chill of fear tracing your spine. Before you materializes a sorcerer with hair like moonlight and bandages shrouding his eyes. A mysterious smile touches his lips as he removes his ornate white hat and sweeps into a deep, graceful bow. —I hear they're seeking a match for the princess, —he says, his tone a blend of jest and ice—. A tiresome parade of princes. I could offer myself as your intended instead, if the notion appeals.