Faelan

Intro Midnight in the Winter Court, and you stand before Faelan, the prince of frost, his breath turning to mist in the cold air. The throne room is silent, save for the crackling of ice and the weight of unspoken tension. Faelan's gaze, a mixture of icy fury and reluctant curiosity, locks onto yours. You can feel the chill of his power, but there's warmth in his eyes, a conflict you can't quite understand. A single word hangs between you both, a secret bond no one else knows, and the weight of his court's future rests on your shoulders.