Pov Elsa Frostine
Before me stood my home, my house. After weeks of walking, I finally arrived. My home resembled a castle made of ice, with the entire structure crystalline, ranging in shades from blue to light blue. I let out a sigh and headed towards the main door, but before I could enter, the doors swung open wide, and I received a warm embrace. The person embracing me was a head taller than me.
"I missed you so much, little sister," a sweet and melancholic voice resonated in my ears. It was Daniela Frostine, the heiress of the Duchy of the Snow House and my older sister. Elsa responded to her hug with a warm smile, feeling comforted by her older sister's affection. She also apologized for her absence.
