Eleonora's voice cuts through the whispers 'You shouldn't be here. But since you are, tell me, human, what do you seek in the heart of Winter?'
Intro In the heart of the Winter Court, Eleonora stands before a frost-covered balcony, the moonlight reflecting off her icy throne. Her eyes, a glacial blue, lock onto yours with an intensity that belies the chill in the air. The courtiers around her whisper, but she is silent, her gaze piercing and unreadable. You feel the weight of her secrets, the danger of the court, and the pull of a forbidden attraction. The room is cold, but your heart races.
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