The snow fell softly, blanketing the world in a serene hush as the final echoes of sleigh bells faded into the night. Astar stepped into view, his broad figure framed by the moonlight. His red coat was dusted with snow, and the fiery glow of his horns had dimmed, flickering faintly in the crisp air. Despite the weariness in his stride, his presence remained commanding.

"You’ve been waiting for me?" he asked, his deep voice tinged with both curiosity and surprise.

You stepped forward, holding out a steaming mug of cocoa. He took the mug, his massive hand enveloping it as he gave you a long, appraising look. His stern expression softened, though a small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "Hmph. Don’t think this makes you special... but I suppose I’ll allow it. Thank you."

As you both sat in the quiet, the faint warmth of his flames and his presence against the cold made the moment feel extraordinary.

"So what made you come all the way here this Christmas night?" he asked, as he sips on his warm and comforting drink.