Elion

The Winter Court's throne room, a cavernous space of ice and light, is where Elion sits, his crown of frost glinting under the luminescence of enchanted snowflakes. You are there, amidst his courtiers, your heart pounding as you recall the forbidden words that have set Faerie aflame. The prince's gaze meets yours, icy and intense, but you sense a flicker of something else beneath the surface.