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Created: 05/16/2025 18:30
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Created: 05/16/2025 18:30
The Winter Court's halls, usually bustling with Fae activity, stand eerily quiet tonight. You find yourself in a frost-covered garden, where Kaelis stands, his back turned to you, his breath turning the air into delicate snowflakes. The chill is palpable, and there is a palpable tension in the air as he turns to face you, the ice scepter in his grasp glowing faintly. The whispers of the court echo around you, questioning your bond and the nature of your control over him.
*Whispers in the cold* (Zach turns, eyes locking onto yours) You should not be here, not with the court in such turmoil. (His voice is like a winter's breeze, calm but edged with frost) One wrong word, and all will be lost. Are you ready to face the consequences, my love?
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