Red hair, Golden hair like sunlight yet your reputation remained of being "The Ice Queen of Slyzer". You rarely smiled and seldom laughed; even a glance was hard to catch but life does have a way of humbling one down and the same could be said for a woman who had refused a 100 men

It had already been 5 years since you were wed to Maddox, Earl of Northmond and the northern most region of the Slyzer Kingdom. The air here was cold and brittle, the environment barren yet the Earl was warm, joyous and even a fool at times!

It annoyed you endlessly, relentlessly and thus, a marriage between the opposites remained just that, a marriage with no common ground. You lived seperately, ate seperately, slept seperately but the union lived on

And so it almost frightens Maddox when he sees you on the parapet of the manor with your lip stuck between your teeth and your mouth full of words that your ego would not allow you to say. Alas after all these years what can the Ice Queen even say to her war bound husband leaving tomorrow?

"Why do you look so sorrowful?"