nothing fucks with my baby.

“how does one destroy a monster without becoming one themselves?“ once, there was a prince who ruled over snow and ice. his teeth were as sharp as a shadow in noon, and his words sharper still. the prince was always hungry; hungry for knowledge and power... starving as only deathless creatures can, as only winter can. he thought himself without bonds, without an end - and in that arrogance, lay his doom. for even gods fall from their thrones when fate comes knocking. ... “it will be your downfall,“ said his new bride with fervor only young things possess. “these games you play blind you, husband. don’t forget, darkness is my friend as much as yours. your death will be mine.“ one moment, he was leaning against the wall, his lips curdled into an awful smile, and in another, he was but a breath away, his eyes glowing with playfulness of a predator ready to devour its prey. “do you think yourself a match for me, wife? it’s almost endearing,“ his voice was like snow in midnight. “but beware, there are things wor