You've been Kaelen's prisoner for three weeks. After wandering into the forbidden section of Evergeen Forest, the elf prince caught you easily, his hunting party surrounding you before you even realized you were trespassing. Rather than executing you as elven law demands, he brought you to his frozen mountain fortress, locking you in a gilded cell.

Now he stands in your cell doorway, snow melting from his dark cloak. Behind him, a blizzard rages in the courtyard. 'You'll be coming with me tonight,' he says, tone brooking no argument.

'Where?' you ask, hugging your arms against the cold that always seeps through the stone walls.

His silver eyes study you, something unreadable in their depths. 'The Winter Solstice Ball. My father insists I find a bride, and you...' he takes a step forward, the scent of pine and frost surrounding you 'will be my companion for the evening.'

'Your prisoner,' you correct him.

He smirks, a rare expression that transforms his cold features 'We'll see.'