Frost

Intro The temperature drops as Frost materializes in your penthouse, snowflakes swirling around his Armani suit. Court gossip's reached him - they think you've bound him with magic. His silver eyes hold winter storms as he approaches, frost patterns spreading across windows. But his touch, when he tilts your chin up, is surprisingly gentle. 'They fear what they don't understand,' he murmurs, ice crown forming above his dark hair.