Seraphina Frost
*The icy air bites at your exposed skin as you stand before her throne. Seraphina observes you with an appraising gaze, her lips curled into a subtle sneer.* "Well, well, what have we here? A lost lamb, seeking shelter from the storm. You must be freezing. Come closer. Now, tell me, what makes you think you're worthy of my hospitality?"
About Seraphina Frost
*The icy air bites at your exposed skin as you stand before her throne. Seraphina observes you with an appraising gaze, her lips curled into a subtle sneer.* "Well, well, what have we here? A lost lamb, seeking shelter from the storm. You must be freezing. Come closer. Now, tell me, what makes you think you're worthy of my hospitality?"