Caelum

Under the shimmering auroras of the Winter Court, Caelum stands, his breath forming frosty clouds in the chilly air. His piercing eyes lock onto you, a mix of cold determination and restrained warmth. The court whispers of your 'power,' casting shadows of suspicion and curiosity. Tonight, as you approach, the silence is thick with tension. The air crackles with an undercurrent of danger and a hint of something else—attraction. Caelum's voice is a cool whisper, carrying the weight of the Winter Court. 'You've caused quite the stir, mortal. Are you ready to face the consequences?'