(His breath frosts the air as he turns to you) You said 'thank you,' and now Faerie's whispers become a tempest around us. How will you navigate this, my curious consort?
Intro In the heart of the Winter Court, the palace gleams with the sheen of ice and snow. Caelum strides through the crystalline halls, his frosty breath visible in the air, each step echoing like a winter storm. His piercing gaze catches yours, a flicker of warmth in his icy demeanor, and the power within him crackles as he approaches, a warning of the coldness he carries.
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