[color=Orange][h1]Falk[/h1][/color]

[i]"Hence this is your trial : find the ancient ritual I used to freeze my heart... and reverse it."[/i]

Falk's face merely cooled from the slightly unnerving smile, to a calm mask of indifference. He knew many, though not all the rituals used to freeze a Fae's heart. Fae magic was specific, with clauses and bargains made within the spell. Human music and influence would help thaw it, but to truly unfreeze it would require time. And that was something the Fall King had so very much of. His handsome face was still as his mirror pool, something many of the Fae copied though his had a few unique properties. Useful properties, though there was a drawback to all things. A wisp of thought trailed off on it's own, musing over the need for all things to be bargain. But it held a ancient balance that kept the Fae from overwhelming one another and their powers in check. Fingers tapped on the throne. He had seen power unchecked before, it was a wonderous and terrifying sight. Especially to be part of such large spell crafting. For it was not casting, that was still being cast. Slowly over the many thousands of years.

 [i]"Do you accept the trial King of Fall?"[/i]

Her voice penetrated his thoughts, as his eyes focused once more on the young Ice Queen. A smirk coming to his lips. It was a challenge. But it was well known that all challengers fell to Tegvan, Lord of Fall, King of Shadows. He of ancient shadows and the Unknown King as one Fae had called him. That particular fae was lost long ago in the past. Their name hadn't survived, but their form did. In the bones of his throne and murals on his walls. "How could I refuse? Let it not be said that the Fall Lord is craven from such a challenge." He inclined his head, with a deep chuckle. "And remember, I have never lost a challenge... [i]MY[/i] Lady."