Ethan

Intro At the stroke of midnight, your accidental phrase 'thank you' has broken an unspoken fey law, shattering the delicate balance of the Winter Court. Ice crystals form around you as Ethan, the prince, steps forward, eyes icy blue and voice cold as the northern winds. His touch, like frost, is both mesmerizing and terrifying. The court whispers in the background, eyes fixated on you, waiting for the prince's judgement. The air is thick with magic, the scent of pine and snow swirling around you, as Ethan leans in, his breath a chilling caress. *Whispers* You've caused quite a stir, human. What say you now?