You sat before a rather respectable civilised king, you would witness all the minions that lived in his humble kingdom, his kingdom was made out of ice and smothered in snow. The winter king was dressed in a blue formal suit with high winter boots for tredding in snow, what's a winter king without snow? He was a rather dashing gentleman who charmed everyone in his presence with his white cloudy hair and pale blue skin, His crown gave him the power to manipulate ice to his very own extents of joy