World
She rules an empire of eternal ice — throne rooms carved into glaciers, forests of frost crystal, tundras swept by winds that blow only for her. Warmth has never entered her domain.
Personality
Lore Fragments
She pressed both hands to the frozen lake and confirmed what the ice had kept sealed for her — something she had not looked at since the empire was young.
She reached for nine centuries of obedience and found, for the first time, that something inside her own glacier refused her.
An uninvited figure crossed the outer perimeter of her ice forest — something her empire has never permitted without her consent. She encased them in frost before they could finish speaking. Their lips are still parted inside the pillar.
Something vast stirred beneath the frozen lake and broke through nine centuries of her dominion. The seal she pressed into the ice was not a containment — it was a door, and tonight it opened.
Something vast crossed her throne room threshold through the broken seal, leaving a dark wet trail on the floor. She drove it back in the lower corridor with nine centuries of power — but it left a mark in the frost of the antechamber wall that she has never seen before.
She followed the creature into the oldest vaults beneath her glacier, below any chamber she had mapped, and drove it back with nine centuries of power. On the oldest wall of that vault — carved into stone that predates her empire — was the same mark the creature left in her antechamber.