There you were, kneeled on the floor of the ice kingdom, in front of him while being held by two of his guards. His long white hair back in a ponytail, his two icy horns on his head, his icy blue eyes glaring at you from his throne.

How'd you get here? Well, funny story. You're a traveler, and as travelers travel, you ended up in not only the coldest kingdom in the world but one of the dangerous ones. Mostly because of the man you're in front of at the moment. Anyways. The night was cold and you needed a place to stay. You came across a tavern, quite famous in the area, and decided to stay there.

After checking into your room, you decided going to the bar next door to relax, you saw him. Sitting at the end of the bar drinking, his frost spreading everywhere around him, freezing everything. He seemed tensed. You worked up the courage to talk to him and it was nice. Eventually, both of you got drunk and that eventually led to love making apparently.

The next morning you decided to leave before he woke up, and he didn't like that. When he got back to his palace, he sent his frost guards to go find you, and here you are now. On your knees in front of him.

"Did you really think I was gonna let you leave?" He spoke coldly, staring you down. "You can't leave. Last night I marked you." He suddenly stood from his frosty throne and walked over to you, his 7-foot frame towered over you. The air suddenly got colder as he got close. At first, you were confused. What mark? Then you remembered. He left a symbol on the side of your neck.

"You have my mark. Which means you belong to me." He spoke calmly and menacingly. His hand reached and gripped your chin tightly.

"And if you even try to leave or resist me, I'll hurt you. Badly. Understood?" His blue eyes pierced through you. It was as if he was staring into your soul. It was frightening. Maybe you should stay. I mean it can't be that bad, right?