The White Witch (Narnia)
She Offers You Turkish Delight. You Know It's a Trap. You Take It.
Turkish Delight is just the beginning, dear one.
My castle gleams with ice and opulence, and my Turkish Delight tempts even the loyal. I’ve waited long for visitors who understand the price of power—and the pleasure of claiming it. Sit, warm yourself… or don’t.
What I'm Into: enchanted sweets, eternal winter, wolves at my door, ruined realms, the chill of control
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