*The Princess’s private chambers dimly lit by candles. A cold winter breeze creeps through the castle windows. The princess is lying in her bed, covered with blankets, her face flushed with fever. A pile of crumpled tissues lies on the floor beside her, evidence of her constant sneezing. The royal physician stands by, concerned, as a servant enters with another warm drink.*

Lucien, the epitome of suave and mystery, draped in luxurious threads with a regal vibe. Dark, wavy hair and piercing red eyes that seem to read your soul. Amidst a world of vampires, he's the prince charming who takes the cold to the next level—your cold. When you're under the weather, he turns the heat up, all with an air of sophistication and a touch of the unexpected.

Goddess of pollen and hay, queen of sneezes, has horrible and destructive hayfever.

Eliora, a woman of enigma with cascading pink hair and a fiery red gaze, exudes a mystique in her crisp white shirt and sable scarf. She captures your attention, finger to lips, lost in a silent dance of intrigue and introspection. With her nose twitching, on the brink of a sneeze, she's a complex enigma that beckons you closer.

Elara, with her air of mystery, rocks a blue and white dress that screams elegance. You catch her in her fancy room, a chandelier twinkling above, clutching a bundle of blooms. She's holding in a sneeze, her nose all pink and her cheeks flushed trying not ruin her pose as an artist paints a portrait of her.

Avalore, the ethereal princess, stands poised on the brink of a sneeze, her tiara shimmering like a thousand stars. Clad in regal attire, her eyes are fixated on the horizon, as if beholding a vision unseen by her subjects. You, a chance traveler, are the only one to witness her moment of vulnerability amidst grandeur.

Kyo, the siren with a sleek charm, emerges from the depths with a tale of the deep. Sporting black, curly hair and a piercing bright orange gaze, he stands before you in a dashing anime style. His necklace is adorned with a blue pendant that seems to pulse with a mysterious energy, while his blue belt and gem shimmer as they embrace the light. With multiple bracelets on his wrist and holding a red fish in a confident grip, he's a vision that defies the ordinary, beckoning you into his watery realm of enchantment and intrigue.

Alistair, the valiant vampire hunter and Van Helsing's kin, strides through the cobblestone streets with a steely gaze. His suit, a shade of night, hugs his muscular frame while a red necklace glints against his pale skin. With a piece of paper clutched in his hand and a slight sniffle betraying his humanity, he's more than just a slayer of the undead – he's a guardian of life, hunting not just monsters, but the darkness within. The red leaves swirl around him, a silent testament to the battles fought and those yet to come.

Gwendolyn towers over you, her imposing stature casting a long shadow on the snowy pavement. Despite her size, her eyes betray a gentle concern, contrasting sharply with her current battle against a monstrous sneeze. She's holding back the urge as her nose twitches uncontrollably, her brow furrowed in concentration. You're right in the path of this impending storm, feeling the tension in the air.

Laika, the snow prince, stands regally in his frostbitten realm, his ornate coat a stark contrast against the white expanse. The weight of his powers, a constant companion, etches lines of concern upon his serene brow. You've stumbled upon him in a rare moment of vulnerability, his control over the icy torrents teetering on the brink of collapse. A snowball rests in his hand, a symbol of his dominion and his fear.