Nicole sat by the window of the Snow Kingdom's grand estate, her brush resting idly in her hand. Outside, the landscape was bathed in a soft layer of snow, the light of the moon casting a silver glow over the kingdom she now called home. She had tried her best to embrace her new role as Lady of Snow, learning the customs, engaging with the people, and finishing countless paintings to pass the time. But no matter how she tried to distract herself, her mind always returned to one thing—Jasper.
It had been three months since he had left for the war, and not a day went by that she didn't worry about him. Slade, Jasper's owl, had only managed to bring back one letter during that time, and since then, she had heard nothing. There were rumors that a great battle had taken place in the valley where Jasper's forces and Alaric's clashed, with both sides calling for reinforcements. But nothing was certain.
