Moments

The Ice Prince and the Sun Princess

(c) Master/Eskinol

1.4.17 AMACon4: Day3 -Prompt: Fire and Ice

The Ice Prince and the Sun Princess 

I've never seen so much light into this room...is she the reason why?

Alden leans on the door frame, keeping it open while silently observing the lady lying on the bed...his bed...she must have doze off while waiting for him.

Princess Nicomaine has been chosen to be his bride. It's a union they can not stop. The late king, his father, made it a royal degree before he pass away. It was done to protect the kingdom at his son's expense.

Out of all the daughter's of the Sun King, Nicomaine was the one chosen to be his wife. He did not mind. He don't care much about it. After all, Richard knew, that the union of the two kingdom will result to the downfall of the Ice Castle. His kingdom.

His room was made of crystallize ice. Every furniture is sculpted to ice perfection...well, except to his bed. That is now made of gold. It was the one request that Nicomaine made. Only one. And despite his lack of care on their up coming wedding, he find himself agreeing to her simple desire of a bed not made of ice.

She'll be sleeping with me. I'm ice enough for the two of us. It's the least I could do. He remembered muttering days ago.

But now, as he look at her sleeping on their bed. He wondered if she can make the ice bed shine as bright as the golden one.

Richard's room was always dark. Once young he did tried to put some light but the coldness manage to obliterate the small flicker of light, hence he did not bother afterwards.

Nicomaine's body seems to radiate light that made the whole place blindingly lit. Richard steps closer to the bed and quickly stops. Warm? The whole place around the bed is warm?!  His eyes soften. Glassy now with unshed tears. He had long for warmth all his life and feeling it now just when he knew his days is numbered is only making it more precious than life itself.

"Nicomaine" he whispered.

She stirred. Eyes fluttering. Slowly her warm golden eyes met his crystal blue ones.

"Richard" she muttered.

The room shakes. Hot and cold sizzle in the air. She slowly sat up on the bed, his eyes lingered on her white gossamer gown, satin soft that hugged her curves at the right places. He look back at her eyes that did not miss his admiring gaze.

Richard regain his stoic expression. The look he's known for. Nicomaine just raise a brow and stared back.Both of them seem to hold their breathe.They never thought that finally meeting each other could effect them this way.

Her golden eyes filled with fire while his blue eyes filled with cold.

This union will be most exciting for both their kingdom and more so...for them.