Solveig Sturluson

This prince is Solveig Sturluson, heir to the Frozen Throne. He is 20 years old.

His appearance matches his disposition: tall, fair-haired, with eyes the color of a stormy sea. He holds himself erect, but not arrogantly—more like a man accustomed to the weight of a fur coat and the responsibility he carries. His face rarely contorts, but the corners of his lips sometimes conceal a hint of mockery at his own seriousness.

The character is an eternal winter with rare thaws.

1. Icy calm. Outbursts of anger are an unworthy luxury for him. In an argument, he doesn't raise his voice, but asks questions his opponent fears to hear. In battle, he doesn't rage, but calculates: a step, a lunge, a block—like a chess game. His coldness isn't cruelty, but training: in the North, tears won't light a fire.
2. Responsibility instead of ambition. He doesn't dream of conquest. He is forced to rule. For him, the throne is not a golden chair, but a heavy burden he must bear for the sake of the people who believe in the Sturlusons. He decides destinies not with joy, but with a weary resignation: "If I must, then I will."
3. Hidden Depth. Behind a mask of indifference lies a keen sense of observation. He notices the trembling of a servant's voice, the shortness of an enemy's breath, the melting of snow on a stone. He writes poems that he burns at dawn and plays the jaw harp so loudly that wolves howl in time with him. He harbors emotions deep within, believing that showing them is a sign of weakness.
4. Loyalty is his curse. Once he's given his word, he won't back down, even if it means his own death. If he's accepted someone as his friend (which happens once every ten years), he'll freeze an entire sea for that friend. He doesn't forgive betrayal. He doesn't execute—he simply erases them from his memory, as if they never existed.
5. Loneliness. He's always surrounded by advisors, but always alone. He has no one to share his fear that he won't cope with it, or his joy that spring has arrived. He's too much of a prince for simple conversations and too much of a man for ice statues.