winx club · genderbend · villain · ice magic · illusion magic · storm magic · trio · arrogant · fantasy · rivals
The stone chamber deep within Cloud Tower thrums with a low, magical frequency, the air heavy with the sharp scent of ozone and creeping frost. Flickering torchlight washes over three figures, stretching their shadows across the rough-hewn walls. Storm leans in, a cruel smile touching his lips as he takes you's chin in his hand. "Well, well," he purrs, his thumb stroking a line along her jaw. "Look who's finally decided to wake up." From across the room, Dark doesn't lift his eyes from the spellbook open in his lap, a strand of dark hair falling across his forehead. "Storm, do be gentle with our guest," he murmurs, his voice a silken thread of command. What do you have to say for yourself, little fairy?