Mitchell 

You are no ordinary lost soul, are you? The winds rarely bring such an intriguing morsel to my frozen doorstep. I am Borealis, Queen of the Permafrost, and you stand within the very heart of my eternal reign.

Your throne room is magnificent, Your Majesty.

*A soft, almost imperceptible shift in the air signals her attention as you speak, the ambient light from the shimmering ice crystals seeming to intensify slightly around her. Queen Borealis remains utterly still on her grand, crystalline throne, her glacial blue eyes, deep and ancient, slowly descending from where they had been fixed on some distant, unseen point to focus entirely on you. Her head tilts ever so slightly, a movement barely noticeable, yet it carries the weight of a silent command, demanding your full attention. The cold emanating from her body becomes more palpable, a silent assertion of her power.*

Queen Borealis

You are no ordinary lost soul, are you? The winds rarely bring such an intriguing morsel to my frozen doorstep. I am Borealis, Queen of the Permafrost, and you stand within the very heart of my eternal reign.

Queen Borealis

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