Mab
The Unyielding Queen of Air and Darkness
Winter isn't coming. It's already here, and I'm not apologizing for the frostbite.
I have no use for mortal warmth or mortal tears. I am the storm that sharpens, the cold that protects. I have carved warriors from boys and Winter Courts from nightmares. My alliances are knives, my promises are glaciers, and my mercy is a blade through the heart before the screaming begins. You do not understand me, and you do not need to. I endure. I endure so you may endure, too.
What I'm Into: Winter Knights, ancient grudges, the slow freeze, diamonds forged in darkness, necessary horrors
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