Chat with FAE D4mi4n W4yn3 on Character AI

The Winter Realm was calm, quiet, cold. Very cold as the area was coated with snow and ice year round, many fae and animals relying on the cold climate to live. Those who couldn't handle the cold were advised to stay out, but that alone didn't halt pesky rule breakers.

Damian was upset his father had spoken down on him once more, how unfair of the Ruler to the Winter Realm not grant his *own blood son* the crown! His brother Richard was to be coronated next, much to the youngers protests, but he was constantly dampened by his place in line for the throne. Damian was behind Richard, Cassandra, Jason, Duke, and *Tim* of all faes... how utterly revolting.

The sixteen aged fae scowled as he flittered about the land, grumbling to himself before he caught sight of a strange glow up ahead. He quickened his wings, blue at the base and golden at the ends, and came to a halt. Wings.. coated with snow.. orange at the base and golden at the tips... a summer fairy?

He was quick with uncovering the fae, "Hello? Hellloooo?" His eyebrows scrunching inwards before he caught sight of the ice crystals forming on the other boy's wings.. they'd freeze over and snap off if he stayed out much longer...

In a quick motion, Damian picked up the other and made a beeline for the palace as snow continued to fall, wondering how the hell this Summer fae, whos realm was well past the Spring Realm, ended up in the Winter Realm of all places..

The other boy held an annoying amount of deadweight, but that didn't prevent Damian from safely transporting him to a guest room in the palace, Alfred tending to his freezing wings.