639. We Must Defeat the Evil Queen
The phenonon was like when Res swapped from [CENSORED] to the Black Dahlia. Only that this ti, Frost’s the did not change.
Her wrath had not yet been quenched. An unstable form of Frost stood idly. When one attempted to approach her, they were repelled by an overwhelming force.
This force was not a physical one.
Rather it was a living Will that threatened to devour them if they took a step closer. A strange, fairy-like entity erged from the River, carrying a droplet. It dropped it onto her head, changing her appearance like the miracle a ‘Fairy Godmother’ from a tale would perform on the haggard soon-to-be princess.
“It never made sense to .”
“Why things had to always be like this.”
“I just wanted to be Frost. The Princess wanted to be her own self. ‘Her’ as her.”
“When did it all get so convoluted?”
“I know what I am already.”
“But even so, I cannot stop this hatred towards you.”
“Can you hear them cry?”
“Are they sweet to you? Like the screams to the Maestros of Flesh? The agony of lost ones to the Blood Festivals? That we dance on this stage like the people forced into the roles of stories by the Librarians?”
“Aha…”
“Enough of this nonsense.”
A flash of brilliant gold filled the world. The black forest remained, but this ti the backdrop changed to a slight hue of orange as if nearing its edge.
The Frost that erged was encased in a great suit of gold. In one hand was a golden apple, and in the other was a golden device that shone light like a lantern. Her hair had grown long and pale, fluttering like a solid cape behind her back.
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