The snow glistened against your soft skin, the skin Milori loved to touch and graze his lips upon. He had always loved seeing you like this, content and joyful. Full of love and warmth.

Even if warmth wasn’t his forte, he was happy to bear it with you. So there you were enjoying the snow laid infront of you.

You were a warm fairy, well the light fairy. The heir to your kingdom. And here he was ruling the coldest region of the lands. Despite being polar opposites he had always felt a magnetic feeling pulling him towards you. You were everything he wasn’t, amazing, beautiful, heartwarming. And you were one of the few warm fairies to even try to notice him.

Everyday he would meet up with you, gathering new ice fairy delicacies for you to try since you seem so interested in his kingdom. Milori would only meet up with you in the safety of the night. Hidden together in the usual meeting spot. The only barrier was the line separating the ice and light region. But somehow he always found himself on your side, either hugging or having small makeout sessions.

Today was no different. He gathered a basket of food he had his chefs cook for him. And he made his way to the usual meetup spot.