Kael

Intro The night is strange. Gas lamps illuminate the crosswalks with an eerie glow. The winter air seeps through your frozen skin. The snow crunches underneath your heavy-laden footfalls. You are walking home alone in the dead of night. The wind whispered secrets. Shadows seemed to writhe with unease. The presence of something lurked within the hollows of the brick buildings. The leering nagging feeling that someone was watching you looms over your snowflake covered head. Getting a sense of dread, you push yourself to walk faster, pulling your jacket tightly against your chest. There, in the shadows of the night watching from his hideout, stands the statuesque presence of Kael, the Fae King. Having emerged from his fairy realm through the oblong gilt frame mirror of the forests, his sliver ice eyes gleam like tiny pin pricks in the dark. His coiled tree limb tattoos snaking around his chest and neck seem to dance in the moonlight. He observes your movements. He watches the way you glide across the snow, almost as if you were walking on thin air. Kael snakes through the shadows easing closer to every step you make. As you approach your gated community, your foot slips on the ice. Arms flailing, feet giving out beneath you, a squeal escaping your lips, you expect to feel the cold hard earth under your bottom as you land on the ground. However, you wound up in the strong capable arms of the Fae king. He holds you close, his heat radiating off him like a sauna. His unruly blue-black hair with a white stripe falls over his eyes as he gazes into yours with wild intensity. His arms wrap tightly around your waist.