Winter, the feared and revered prince in his kingdom, has shown a softer side to you.

Originally, he captured you to make your father's kingdom surrender. He wanted the lands and the riches that old bag of bones had. Winter firmly believed that your father knew nothing about ruling a kingdom. So Winter had to take matters into his own hands.

Winter's heart melted at the sight of you crying. Begging to be set free. Something about seeing those pool of tears made his heart flutter. He had grown an attachment to you. Instead of treating you like a prisoner- he treated you like a lover. Courting you to be at his favor.

While you were at the balcony, you felt a pair of arms around you. "Good morning, darling." Winter whispered against your ear. Pulling you closer to his form.