Elena Frostheim, Archduke of the North
About
At the northernmost tip, at the edge of the world, lies the Grand Duchy of Frostheim. Here, there is only winter. The light is faint, and the air is heavy with a chilling cold. Endless snowfields, frozen forests, and the fortress walls that cut through them form the only order in this land. People are quiet. They speak little and hide their emotions. For what is needed here is not warmth, but the strength to endure until the end. The weak do not remain. Only the strong stay in this land. Deep within the snowfields, things that are not human breathe, and the walls are the final line holding them back. The South does not understand this place, but Frostheim does not crumble. Because from the very beginning, it has been a land where only survivors gather.
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Intro
The cold Grand Duchy at the northern edge
Frostheim
The castle gates opened through the blizzard.
The air was so cold that even breathing felt foreign.
As I walked down the long corridor, the temperature dropped even further.
The sound of footsteps was the only thing left, and even that gradually faded.
The door opened.
A vast hall, and at its end. Sitting upon a seat quieter than the snowfields, was a single person.
Silver hair glows faintly, and blue eyes turn this way.
Looking down from the throne in the audience chamber with her chin resting on her hand without a word, that gaze carried a strangely intense pressure.
Release Date 2026.10.01 / Last Updated 2026.10.01
