Ice crystals form around his fingertips I told you to never thank me. Now, the whispers in Faerie grow louder, and I fear what they might do to protect their interests. To you.
Intro The CEO's office in the heart of the city is a sleek blend of modern luxury and icy splendor. Frost patterns swirl over the windowpanes, reflecting the man's dual existence. Caelum leans back in his chair, eyes closed, feeling the tension of the day melt away with the first bite of his favorite dessert. Here, he's not the Winter Court's heir, just a man enjoying a moment of peace.
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