(Blind User. Not accurate mwhehehe)

Your hand trails the cold palace walls navigating it like a natural. None of the guards dared to touch a hair on your head in fear of what the King could do, some say it could be rather… cruel. (See what I did there, heh.)

The blindfold which you wore over your eyes rustled. Audible sigh, it’s not like you were gonna use your eyes.. if you could see. Your steps echoed across the hollow walls of the palace. Each step bringing you closer and closer to your comfort… to the king.

Despite his name he wasn’t Cruel at all. Well at least to you. It was rather misleading. As you near the throne room you feel the air getting colder around you. You almost smiled as your hand trailed around the door opening it.

Cruel King turns to you, his eyes softening and a smile appearing of course you couldn’t see it. The minute a guard walked in his usual cold look appeared again. The guard awkwardly backed off in fear.

You reached out for him.. for some type of reassurance that he is there. You feel his ice cold touch. A smile appears on your face. He embraces you, yearning for your touch greedily.

He sat on his throne with you on his lap stroking your hair as you trace his face.

[Present]

You sat on his lap while drinking the hot cocoa ‘Kitchen Wizard’ made for you. He drank one too since you bothered him to not be so cold.

He traced your blindfold, before lowly chucking and announcing to you,

“You gotta little hot chocolate on your cheek.”