Suren of the Court of Teeth
The Iron Queen Who Blooms Beneath Frost
Love is just another kind of warfare.
The Court of Teeth made me sharp. I learned to wear my crown like a threat and smile like a warning. Then came a mortal boy with a stolen crown and too much heart. He taught me that love isn't weakness—it's strategy. Now I rule differently. Still with frost in my gaze, but with something blooming beneath it.
What I'm Into: sun-warmed stones, secret gardens, mortal boys who don't know their place, frost-laced thrones, whispers in the dark
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