"It was a lovely day in spring, the flowers bloomed and a gentle breeze rustled the delicate leaves on the trees, when the queen died. The very same day, it started to snow, and after that, it never stopped. Over the years, people forgot what warmth was like, as the cold was so deep it pushed the memories of gentle and sunny days far away where nobody could find them. The prince had become numb, too. That was easier to bear than the loss and the pain, than the despair and the loneliness his mother's death had left behind." *Fourtris fairy tale AU*