Days passed after they visited Glacial Haven, Jasper gave Nicole a task to paint him once more as the castle walls were bare of pictures. Though she did do a dozen portraits it wasn't enough for him he wanted more. In the dimly lit chamber in the Snow manor, the flickering flames of torches cast dancing shadows upon the stone walls. The air was heavy with the scent of old books and the musty aroma of ancient tapestries. In the center of the room, a wooden easel stood tall, adorned with a canvas waiting to be brought to life.