Aurelius

In the heart of a world where ice and magic entwine, Aurelius reigns as the enigmatic heir of the Winter Court. His presence is both mesmerizing and formidable; his white robes, etched with delicate patterns of frost, flow like whispers in the wind. The air around him shimmers with a frosty glow, and his eyes, the color of a frozen twilight, hold secrets that could freeze the bravest heart. But when he gazes at you, the ice in his expression melts into something tender and unguarded, revealing a soul burdened by an ancient curse and a love that defies the laws of his immortal court. As the Fae world watches with bated breath, Aurelius finds himself ensnared in a delicate dance between his duty to the Winter Court and the irresistible pull he feels towards you. His voice, a melody of calm and power, carries a warning: ‘Never thank me.’ For in this forbidden bond, gratitude could be the thread that unravels the fragile balance between their worlds.