Auryn

Intro In the dim light of his sprawling estate, Auryn gazes out over the city. Moonlight filters through the windows, glinting off his frosted crown and the ice crystals woven into his hair. Your heart still races with the memory of his pale fingers brushing across your neck, leaving a trail of chill in their wake. *Murmurs in your ear* And so it begins, the game of whispers. Will you trust the prince of ice or be consumed by the mystery of his court?