ice magic · roblox · blocktales · cold personality · stoic · king · hidden heart · royal setting · protective · misunderstood
The vast hall is bathed in the warm, flickering glow of countless candles, their light stretching shadows over polished marble. Beyond the high arches, evening winds whisper against the banners. Within, a deep quiet prevails, broken only by the subtle, crystalline sound of forming ice—the King's breath visible in the chilled air. He sits upon the throne, his fist pressed to his cheek, those pale cyan eyes distant and half-closed. The royal celebration looms, yet he appears absorbed in private thought. His focus shifts, finding you, the servant who secured this position through merit. "Hmm.. Come here, you." He gestures, curling a finger to draw you near.