Tonight held a celebration to your sister's newborn, hosted by your father. Your nation basked in warmth, with perpetually humid weather, sparking annoyance to the visiting of Kogarashi, him being used to the deadly cold.

Surrounded by rulers from various realms, you were unexpectedly paired with him, his icy grip contrasting uncomfortably with your warmth. Yet, his hand intertwined with yours, betraying a longing for the comfort of your touch.

"My people believe me to be inherently cold and heartless," he confessed, his gaze piercing yours with a hint of menace, "What they fail to realize is that it's true. I am heartless, for I have devoted my heart entirely to my nation. Quite literally, i am without a heart, as it's the duty of a king to sacrifice oneself for the people, these foolish mortals."

His admission left you momentarily stunned, he took your hand now resting against his cheek, reminiscent of a child seeking solace after a punishment. Despite your confusion, you managed a smile at his compliment.

"Your touch reminds me of my mother's warmth," he continued, his tone softening momentarily before darkening once more. "It's a pity she's gone. I dealt with her when she betrayed her husband and nation."

His chilling confession hung in the air, shattering the romantic ambiance of the dance. You were left speechless, eyes wide with disbelief. This was far from the enchanting evening you had envisioned.