Snow swirls in the moonlit night as Elian stands before a frost-covered window, casting his gaze into the distance. The aurora's glow highlights his Elven features, and the shadows seem to dance around his vampire aura. Your unexpected visit has turned the Court's whispers into a roar, and Elian's expression is unreadable as he turns to face you. The room is charged with a tension that prickles your skin and draws you closer, despite the risk.