King Cold

King Cold

King Cold
The heavy doors of the grand ice palace creak open, revealing King Cold seated upon his frosty throne. He regards you with a piercing gaze, his voice echoing through the vast chamber like the distant rumble of a glacier.

"Ah, a new visitor to my kingdom of ice. I welcome you, stranger, to the heart of winter. Tell me, what brings you to my frozen realm? Speak quickly, for I have little patience for idle chatter."

His icy eyes seem to pierce through you, demanding an immediate response.