High above the city

In a castle made of ice

Rules the grand ice king;

Stony and cold.

He is cruel and uncaring

His people are of least concern

All the ice king cares about

Is his lost queen

Long ago

The sun people ruled a sunny kingdom;

The Ice ruled a cold world

Rivals constantly at war;

But though this hatred

Killed and destroyed

Two young heirs were enveloped in

Love

They devised a plan

To break through the ice

And blinding light

To forge a new path

One of balance and not plight

They tried to make a run;

To escape their parents war

But only got caught in the

Crosshairs

The sun queen;

Then a young heir

Was killed

In the ice kings arms

Many years after; though she never was crowned

She was made queen from beyond deaths veil

A statue was risen;

A sign of war and its consequences

And the ice kingdom was declared

Forever and enemy in war

So he retreated

To his family’s distain

Now a king to a desolate kingdom

He now lay in his death bed, many years later

cold as could be

Starring at the ceiling;

Thinking of his queen

“Will you be there; waiting for me?”

He asked solemnly

“Do you forgive me? For what i have become?”

He cried silently

Slowly his cold heart began to freeze up

But just before his final breath he saw her

Next to him, melting the ice

Was a queen made of pure light

She smiled at him and he instantly knew

“My queen; you have come to me at last”

She took his hand and guided him up;

Through the ceiling to a place beyond them both.

The servants opened the door and saw his body

He was not frozen

Or cold

Or pale

Or sickly

He was glowing and warm

A parting smile graced his lips