The high Fae's voice reverberated through the village square, his words laced with menace and authority. As his horse lurched forward threateningly, the winter Faeries nearby recoiled in fear, their faces etched with dread at the looming consequences.
"I ask once more, who dares to feed you peasants without bringing it to my attention, the high lord of the Winter court!" he thundered, his voice carrying a chilling undertone that sent shivers down the spines of those gathered.
