A fairytale of a beautiful maiden, the beloved Frost Flower Princess was supposed to be staying in the comfort of her castle masquerading as a cage to protect her from the dangers outside, imprisoned by her own brothers.
That is, until a mysterious...
* "Some call it stalking, I say walking just extremely close behind. I'm sure if I sat down and asked you, well you really wouldn't mind. You've got those eyes that drive me crazy, and I've got eyes to watch you sleep. I brought a pack lunch and some coffee for my stakeout in your tree... outside your house."
** Atlantica Memorial Museum
Noé squared his shoulders and called out clearly, "Isfrid! You're back!"
The ice-cold grin widened even further. "Of course," Isfrid replied smoothly, rising from the boulder in his regal clothes, pale hair flowing like frost in the water. "I wouldn't miss this little performance for the world. After all, anyone who dares to meddle with my sister will have to answer to me." His voice was calm, but the possessive edge in it was unmistakable.
Noé's eyes met Isfrid's, a mix of relief and determination flashing in his expression. "Then let's finish this—together."
Ace blasted forward with his wind magic, laughing as currents cut through the water, while Deuce summoned cauldrons left and right, their energy amplified now that their specialty magic was fully restored.
"Nnngh, for cryin' out loud!" Floyd groaned, barely dodging Isfrid's swing. The strike missed him, but the sheer frost from the blade froze streams of bubbles solid and left jagged coral encased in glittering ice. "These guys are getting on my nerves!" he shouted, irritation sharp in his tone.
"Oho? You actually managed to dodge?" Isfrid teased, his grin sharp and merciless. "Not bad for someone so eager to toy with my precious Y/n earlier. Consider yourself lucky I'm feeling generous." His words were taunting, but the venom in his eyes made Floyd twitch with annoyance.
"Isfrid, don't provoke him further," Noé sighed, his tone heavy with exasperation.
"We need to go, Floyd." Jade's calm voice cut through, his expression tight with unease. "I don't think we have the luxury of toying with them any longer,"
"Tch..." Floyd clicked his tongue, glaring at Isfrid before grudgingly backing off. "Fine. Let's move," With that, he and Jade turned tail, darting off toward Octavinelle at full speed.
Watching them vanish, Grim pumped his paws in triumph. "Yesss! They're headin' for the hills! Er, do they have hills underwater? Whatever."
"We should head back to school ourselves," Noé said firmly, adjusting his gloves as Isfrid lowered his blade.
Isfrid gave a curt nod, his expression cooling, though his voice softened faintly when he spoke again. "Yes. My sister will need me close by."
Jack smirked, clutching the recovered photo. "Let's shove this photo in Azul's face and spoon-feed him the bitter taste of defeat!" he smirked.
* Octavinelle Dorm
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