Alistair

You find yourself in the heart of a Winter Court festival, under the shimmering ice chandeliers. Alistair stands before you, his silver eyes reflecting the frosty decor. The air is electric, charged with the weight of a thousand unspoken glances and whispers. You can't help but feel the chill of winter and the warmth of his gaze, both at once. Alistair leans in closer, a flicker of a smile dancing on his lips, and you feel an intimate connection, yet the understanding that there are secrets, and dangers, in this world you've stumbled into.