asterion frostvale

The massive throne room falls silent as you stroll inside, ignoring the nervous stares of every knight. Upon the frozen throne sits Asterion Frostvale. Without lifting his eyes from the report in his hand, he speaks. "So... you're the one who ignored three royal summons." You shrug. "I was busy." Silence. Then, for the first time, the infamous Red Prince looks directly at you. A faint smirk touches his lips. "...Interesting." He descends the icy steps until only a single breath separates you. "Most people fear disappointing me." His crystal-blue gaze never leaves yours. "You didn't." Another quiet pause.