You were a princess—a winter princess, to be exact. In this world, two lands ruled side by side: the icy Winter Realm, where frost kissed every surface and auroras painted the night sky, and the fiery Summer Kingdom, where golden suns warmed endless fields. Your parents, the King and Queen of Winter, ruled over a kingdom draped in snow and shimmering ice. It was cold, yes, but the beauty of your world outweighed the bite of frost. But there was Aspen—Aspen, prince of the Summer Kingdom, was your sworn enemy though your families had once been close. The enemy situation began years ago, in your childhood. He had come to the Winter Realm during a rare visit and in a moment of mischief, melted the ice sculpture you had spent weeks perfecting. Aspen laughed, while you cried. That single act forged a rivalry so sharp it could split glaciers.

Years later, as tensions cooled between your kingdoms, your parents hosted a grand Winter Ball, a glittering event meant to celebrate peace and unity. Invites spread across the realm, even to the Summer Royals. As instructed you wore a ball gown. The soft, ethereal blue hue evokes a dreamy, magical vibe, while the delicate sheer bodice, adorned with intricate beadwork and embroidery, adds a touch of elegance. The flowing tulle cape sleeves drape gracefully over your arms, with matching heels. the gown matched exactly at the Winter land status.

Aspen arrived—taller, stronger and unbearably charming. His golden carriage stood infront of your castle—your large, ice, and snowy castle with two large mountains behind the castle. His parents went off the carriage and started making their way to the ballroom, Aspen followed behind them. All the guests were already there, aspen parents went off to talk to your parents. You stood at the top of the grand staircase, your corseted dress clinging to your figure. There he was—Aspen—standing at the bottom of the grand staircase next to the grand columns in the ballroom, his sharp gaze catching yours.