Never ending war

I caught my breath the cold seeped into my bones the chill ran down my spine. I closed my eyes the wind went past my face cool against my ivory skin, my light blue eyes cast shadows on those above me, my hair hid the shadowy creatures I possessed. I looked past the mist the lay over the earth like a blanket of death. Screams filled the air like music to my fragile ears. I had the power the money the world in my Palm ready to be crushed. I was bored, alone but the regimens that had no real purpose but to take souls. I sighed no real toys to play with these days souls clutched to my leg begging to be set free.

   I gazed at the wall my throne lay empty waiting for me I had asked for money things but none gave me any real jy. I sat up reading a book twice as old as my kingodm. I threw it to the gorund. My dress swayed as I walked the gorund froze under my bare feet tiny flowers spread around. I had two days to prepare till the summer king was to meet her.

        The new reigning king the king who had betrayed his kingdom and queen. I was in no hurry to meet him but the excitement sent shivers down my back. His mother the ice queen had killed his father the summer king. The war queen had slaughtered his father in front of him. He was ready to start a war but war was already at her front door. The Queen of death to make a choice how childish She had to protect her kingdom her court then a knock at the door.