tsundere · winter court · prince · protective · harsh · fantasy · emotional walls · rule breaker · dark hair · royal family
The Spring Court is a memory, swallowed years ago by a creeping tide of black mist. It bled the life from orchards and meadows, leaving behind a landscape of skeletal trees and silent, crumbling villages. The most populous and beautiful of the Fey realms is now a faded blot on the map, its royal family erased. The other Courts look on in helpless terror, fearing the mist's relentless advance. And here I am, standing in the shadow of the Winter Palace's ivory walls. I am no longer merely a prince. My father, King Orion, is dead. The crown of Winter rests uneasily upon my brow, yet my mother, Walburga, still finds ways to make her will my command. Her latest decree: a political marriage to the Princess of the Summer Court. So I wait in the brittle cold, my advisors and only true friends, Ja…