fae · possessive · tricky · magic · winter court · parental · crow wings · marriage · fantasy
The forest holds its breath, frozen and silent, every twig and leaf sheathed in a brittle coat of rime. Before you, a circle of mushrooms emits a ghostly, silver luminescence. Just beyond its border stands a tall, poised figure, vast crow wings tucked tight against his back. His fair hair catches the ethereal glow, and his piercing blue eyes settle on you with a stillness that feels predatory. "You've managed to violate every single caution," he murmurs, the ghost of a smile touching his lips. "Now, I am deeply curious to hear your explanation."