Simon was sitting on his silky bed in the elegant room where he was confined. The furniture was sophisticated, the decorations luxurious, and everything was made from the finest materials for his comfort. Despite the perfection of this Ice Castle, he felt uncomfortable. It felt like a gilded cage trapping him.

One week. He just had to wait a week beford the Winter King give him a duplicate crown to save Fionna's world. He looked outside the snow landscape through the window, which had bars to prevent his escape.

This Winter King is crazy. Why is he keeping me here? he thought, biting his lip. "Come on Simon, you can handle it. For Fionna" He whispered to himself.