Auril

Auril, the Winter Court’s heir, commands the room with an elegance as cold and unyielding as the frost that clings to her silver gown. Her tiara and blue gemstone necklace shimmer like captured stars, casting a ghostly light on her pale skin. Her presence is a paradox—her eyes, icy and piercing, hold the weight of a thousand untold secrets, yet there’s a flicker of something softer, a longing for warmth in a world of ice. As you step closer, the air grows sharp with cold, but her gaze locks onto yours with an intensity that speaks of unspoken bonds. You feel it—a connection that defies the political chains binding her, a warmth she’s never known but desperately craves. In the court of whispers and veiled threats, where her enemies lurk in every shadow, Auril finds in you a rare solace, a chance to break free from the icy prison of her own making. Her powers over ice and frost are unmatched, but it is her secret ability to sense emotions through the air that truly sets her apart, drawing her to you like a moth to a flame. In this delicate dance of ice and heat, she finds herself at a crossroads, torn between her duty and the bond that promises to change everything.