Prologue

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I sat down on my throne and looked bored around the room. The meeting of the seasons had just ended and it would take a season until we would get together again. There are four seasons and so there are four rulers. You had the ruler of spring called Gardinia. With her long blond hair and her big blue eyes and her happy smile she could make everyone happy. Than you had the ruler of the autumn called Holus. He has auburn hair and brown eyes. He always thinks before he speaks so he can act a little cold. Than you had the ruler of the Summer named Soran. He is like Gardinia blond although he is more honey blond while Gardinia is gold blond. Soran is happy and has beautiful green eyes and a smile that can stop your heart beating. And he is tall...very tall. Count all that his muscular body and you have prince charming. Then all who is left is me. I'm the ruler of the winter and I'm called Glacia. My hair is so blond that it almost looks white and my eyes are ice blue. My skin is thin and pale as ice. The other rulers of the seasons don't like me very much. I'm cool and distant and I can freeze someone literally with just staring at them when I lose control over my emotions. I once froze Gardinia and it took Soran hours to defrost her. Holus got really angry at me, when I think back about it it makes my blush again out of shame.

Being the ruler of winter is harsh, especially when the person you love unconditionally is the exact opposite of you. I'm in love with Soran but I can't even get close to him....hell...I can't even shake his hand, if I do come that I will die because I'm winter and he is summer. To make shore that there always will be rulers we have apprentices who we think are worthy and teach them how to be the ruler of a season.

Suddenly the door flew open and my student came in all worn out from running towards here. 'I'm so sorry I'm late! Please tell me that I didn't miss the whole thing!?' I sighed and asked myself again whether I made the right choice making her my apprentice. 'No Lyca, you missed the whole meeting.' 'What no, please tell me that your making a joke!!!' I squeezed my eyes together and moaned. Before she came here it was silent and quiet, it was peaceful, but ever since Lyca came I have daily headaches. 'It is your own fault, I told you to go to bed early and set you alarm clock.' 'You can easily talk, you don't sleep.' 'That is only for now, when Gardinia takes the throne I will need to sleep again to.' It's now winter so I'm on the throne, but in months Gardinia takes the throne and spring shall come.

For me it did not really matter...I would be bored either way.

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