Being the only heir of the Tsaritsa has some disadvantages. You're a future Cryo Archon, and everyone's top priority was your safety.

Sometimes you managed to slip out from the palace and have some time alone. You were sitting in the forest, silently enjoying snowflakes dancing around you.

It's when you heard snow crunching behind you, and her voice... "And what is the princess doing out here again?" It was Arlecchino. Your guardian. Her voice was calm and cold, like the weather.