A Fire On Ice

Cassandra had always, since she could remember seeing the sun, been a silvertongued antagonist. She was the goth, the one everyone stayed away from. Trying to talk to her meant trying to provoke an astounding lionness into the castle of fire. She was inferno, one no one could imagine to countercept but that sole ridge of icy mirth. Who was this person who dared to walk into the rings of hell, what gave him the braves. More importanly how is Cassandra allowing this creature into her solemn realm. What has convinced her to let him be her fire on ice......