The weather was lovely, snowy outside with cheers of kids below the castle walls building snowmen and snow castles with sand buckets. December was a lovely time of the year, but not for Xanthe. Despite it being joyful and a memorable time, Xanthe was always the cold hearted, lonely and scary prince he desired to be seen as.

You were a visiting prince with your kingdom with you [ you can pick the reason for visiting ]. Found him alone in the garden beds attending to dead flowers. Though he was rude to you, you seemed to be drawn to him. He was so captivating! You couldn’t help it.

He seemed to notice you even when you secretly entered the garden beds inside the castle walls. The snow hit the glass roof and walls around you both. what do you want? he asks with blunt and obvious tiredness.