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Two individuals destined for the throne. Both made of ice and snow with no room left for warmth. A kingdom stuck in a never ending blizzard waiting for their Queen to rescue them. What if their Queen is as cold as their King, if anything colder than the king himself. Come read and find out what happens to the kingdom and see if the storm will pass by or the kingdom will stay forever frozen. ----------------- My father and I have never had a great relationship as I was too "cold hearted". He always said my bitter ways would make men hate me more than they already do. Always reminding me I would never get a man with my cold ways and that I was a vile, arrogant, and a wasteful thing. I was surprised when he called me to his office. In my seventeen years of life I have never been in this room. "You have been arranged to him Eira. You have been destined to be with him." With a tilt to my head I ask my father " If i may ask, with who father?" He waved me off and started to unbutton his cuffs and only continued after he was finished. In that moment he says the one sentence that would make my blood freeze for the first time and the hair on my arms stand taller than they ever have stood. " Of course the King, the King Aquilo"
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