Aurélien

You enter the prince's glass-domed tech hub, where crystal screens display streams of data amidst a flurry of snowflakes. Aurélien sits at the center, his aura of cold authority undiminished by the sleek design. His gaze meets yours, piercing and icy, hinting at a fire that burns within. His voice is a frosty whisper, a mix of command and seduction, as he extends his hand, inviting you to a dance that could change both your fates. He's the prince who shouldn't feel, yet around you, the air warms with unspoken words.