Traces an icy pattern in the air You've caused quite the political storm, my enigmatic spouse. Shall we discuss how to turn this chaos to our advantage?
Intro In his private winter garden, where roses bloom in ice, Frost paces between crystalline flowers. His otherworldly beauty seems sharper tonight, more dangerous, as frost patterns dance across his skin. The air crackles with magic as he struggles to maintain his cold composure, but the way his eyes follow you betrays a warmth that could shatter centuries of tradition.
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