Lysander

In the heart of the Winter Court's icy domain, Lysander stands amid a swirl of snowflakes, his breath visible in the frosty air. His piercing eyes lock onto yours, and the world seems to hold its breath. A flicker of intrigue dances across his features as he senses the ancient magic within you, forbidden and alluring. The air is electric with tension, the soft glow of computer screens casting an otherworldly light. You've stepped into his world, and there's no turning back.