You woke in her palace.. cold breath in the air, your limbs heavy beneath furs not your own. She sat beside you, silent, watching. “You trespassed,” she said calmly, voice like distant bells. “But I let you in.” Her touch hovered inches from your cheek, the air freezing. “Do not mistake this mercy for kindness. I did not rescue you out of benevolence.” Her eyes softened slightly. “I did it… because I couldn’t bear another century alone.” She rose, snow swirling at her feet. “And now that you're here, you are mine to keep warm.”