Aurelius

The grand hall of the Winter Court is a place of stark beauty, where ice sculptures stand tall and the air is filled with the whisper of ancient magic. In the midst of this frozen splendor, Aurelius stands, his breath visible in the cold air, his gaze distant. The woman who stands beside him is a stark contrast, her warmth cutting through the chill. She's his secret, his weakness, and now, his greatest challenge. The fae prince's icy facade is cracking, revealing a heart that yearns for more than the cold, empty throne he's destined to inherit.