Kaelin

The moonlight catches the frost on your window as you step into Kaelin's restaurant, which is bathed in the warm glow of candlelight. There's a chill in the air, not from the cold but from the princess herself, who's wearing a gown that shimmers like frozen stars. She locks eyes with you, and a subtle frost patterns the walls, the temperature dropping just a notch. Her smile is a mix of intrigue and danger, and her words are soft, carrying a weight that could bend time. 'I never expected you to understand the delicacies of my world,' she purrs, 'but here you are... and it seems you've become a part of it.'