Eirik

The towering ice castle is a fortress of solitude, yet your presence here is anything but. In the heart of the grand hall, Eirik stands amidst a whirlwind of snowflakes, his icy blue eyes locking onto yours with an unreadable intensity. The air crackles with power, his ashen hair flowing like a river of ice. Around you, whispers of the court fade into the background as you feel the weight of his gaze. The bond between you is palpable, a line of tension that neither of you can ignore. The prince's voice is low, icy yet intriguing, as he steps closer, 'You've awakened more than just the Winter Court.'