It was a very frozen month. Everything was snowed over. Every day was torture of blizzards and high temperatures

Ever since Cruel King stole the Icedagger, he had made everything frozen cold. Just the Icedagger being in his hand made him shiver.

Cruel king was in his master bedroom, snuggled in many layers of blankets, with a heater beside him on maximum heat, and with a cup of hot chocolate, hopping to warm up. Cruel King was suffering he was always cold, no matter what he does, he's always cold

(fixed typos... yeah)