So, I just noticed that the chapter was all messed up. I changed it as soon as I saw, and I hope it's better now? Sorry for the inconvenience.
Once upon a time, in a faraway land between the mountains, there was a kingdom called Moondor, where the heroic king John Winchester and his wife queen Mary ruled. The kingdom was rich, and healthy. Everybody knew each other, there were no fights, and they were never involved in any war.
The king and queen had two sons. The youngest was Sam, a studious little boy who saw wonders in everything. The oldest was Dean, a kid as heroic as his father. The four of them were always happy; they spent every day together, never had any arguments, and were completely honest to each other.
When Dean was just born, it was on a cold January night while it was snowing so hard no-one was able to leave their home for a few days. Dean was very healthy, and his parents were so proud they presented them as soon as was possible. The whole kingdom was overjoyed to hear that they were blessed with a healthy new prince. What they didn't know, though, was that this little baby was born with a curse.
They first noticed his powers when he was a few months old, playing with a doll his mother gave him. One moment, the doll was brand new, but the next it was so frozen that Dean wasn't able to play with it anymore. While Dean grew older, he found joy in his powers, but his parents feared the curse, noticing that his ability grew stronger each time.
When Dean was four years old, he became a brother of little Sam. Once again, the kingdom celebrated the birth of the second prince, bringing presents to the castle, toys for the boys to play with, and decorations for their room – which they shared because Dean wanted that.
All in all, it was a good life in Moondor.
Outside the kingdom, there were all mountains, and higher up, there was always snow, no matter what season they were in. That's where the ice-choppers did their business. A group of men, about thirty of them, came there every day, travelling on their sleighs, all with their equipment. They were always dressed up warmly, and while they were harvesting ice, they often sang songs, told old tales, or combined the two. At first they did it because it kept them busy when they had to wait, but for a year now, the ice-choppers were accompanied by two little children; two orphans that loved ice so much they couldn't stay away.
One of the children was named Castiel. He had blue eyes and dark brown hair, and dreamed of nothing else but becoming an ice-chopper as well. He was seven years old and often wandered around in the land around the kingdom, only returning back to the orphanage at night.
With him travelled Jessica, a little four-year old who refused to depart from Castiel. She had long golden curls, and light blue eyes, and she was in no way related to the older kid. She was sweet, always laughed, but she was very emotional as well, easily startled.
Castiel and Jessica travelled by sleigh. It was a little one, barely able to carry them both, and pulled by a little Shetlander called Snowflake.
On a Thursday-evening, the ice-choppers were packing up early, whistling tunes, and excitedly talking to each other. Castiel was just pulling out his block of ice, but as it was heavier than he'd expected, he fell down on his back, seeing the ice sliding away. One of the adults passed by and noticed it, so he picked it up. Then he waved at the little boy as an indication that they were leaving. Castiel stands up immediately, slipping a little bit on the ice. A little further away, Jessica was giggling at seeing him struggle to get back on his feet. Castiel shot her a mocking face, which she found even funnier. Then the little boy walked to his little lantern, took it with him, and held out his hand for Jessica to hold. The little girl with her golden curls walked to him, making sure she didn't slip. When her hand was in his, the two kids walked back to their little sleigh. The man from earlier was already attaching Castiel's ice on the thing, which made the little boy feel very proud. Jessica sat down on the sleigh, holding on to the cargo they were going to carry, and Castiel held on behind the sleigh. The men weren't leaving just yet, still cleaning up their stuff.
"Why are we going already? The sun just disappeared?" Castiel asked, giving the man his big eyes. He was trying to remember his name, knowing it started with a D. Dave? Donald? It was a weird name. Deacon! That was is, Deacon! He had to be around twenty, and had dark brown hair, warm under a hat.
"Because the King and Queen are having a party to welcome people from another Kingdom, and they need the ice," Deacon said, smiling at the boy. "You want to see your little friend again, don't you? Why don't you come along then?"
And now Castiel was jumping up and doing, clapping his hands and smiling like crazy. He loved visiting the castle! There was so much to do there, so many people to talk to. And even better, his friend Dean was there!
The first time Castiel had been allowed to come to the castle too, he had been instructed not to touch anything and was forbidden to talk to anybody. The men didn't trust him back then; he was a little five-year-old that refused to leave. And while the men were discussing prizes with some old man that worked for the King, Castiel was standing on his assigned spot next to the door, quietly looking around, seeing the many decorations. He had liked the idea of living in a castle. So many spaces, things to discovers, so much place to invite friends over.
Then, from behind the door, a little voice asked for Castiel's attention, which he received. When the little orphan had turned around, he saw another kid, dressed in clothing that were probably very expensive. It had made Castiel look at his clothes, and he felt embarrassed immediately by how he looked.
"Do you want to come and play?" the boy had asked, and Castiel nodded without hesitation. Then he had shot a glance at the men who weren't looking. He made his escape, and ran away with the kid.
"I'm Dean," he had said, "and this is my room." Dean was pointing at the large space around him. The whole room was so large the whole orphanage would fit in it. After Castiel had introduced himself, and even bowed for the prince (Dean had hated that), they started playing hide and seek. It was after an hour that he heard the men calling out for him, and he knew he was in trouble. It was even worse when the one who found him was the King himself. But instead of being angry, the King had smiled at seeing his son playing. The men were angry at Castiel, but the King waved it off, saying that he was welcome anytime.
So yeah, right now Castiel was more than happy to go to the castle. He hadn't seen Dean in quite a while, and Jessica had never even been in that place. So when the men made their leave, Snowflake followed the others, all the way to the Kingdom. Jessica had fallen asleep by the time they entered the walls, and Castiel couldn't help but smile at that. She was so small, so vulnerable.
The streets of Moondor where still full of people. They were walking around, talking to each other, or heading home. Castiel saw no children around, so they were probably already inside.
The guards let them in easily, already knowing their business, and their sleighs came to a halt in front of the door. Castiel was lucky that the ground was covered in snow, or he had to walk to the castle with his block of ice.
The men knocked on the door, and they had to wait for a little bit until someone let them in. Castiel shook Jessica awake gently, trying not to startle her.
"Come Jess, we're going to see the two princes," Castiel said, and that made Jessica smile. She was up her feet in no time, and they left their sleigh as soon as the door was opened. When Castiel asked where Dean was, he was instructed to go to the garden. Castiel knew his way around here, so he took Jessica's hand again, and lead the way. They were running, giggling, and when they passed the Queen she smiled at them and waved. Castiel and Jessica stood still, turned around to her, and bowed at her presence. She only giggled, and put her long blonde curls back, kneeling down in front of them. She motioned them to come closer, and they did. Then she put a hand on their cheeks, looking at both of them with a very fond look.
"I'm glad you're here," she said, not removing the smile from her face. Her green eyes were not leaving Castiel's. "Dean has been asking when you'd return, and I'm glad you brought a friend along." Then she turned her gaze to Jessica. "I'm sure Sam will love playing with you," she said. Jessica giggled, and leaned in the touch on her cheek.
"Thank you Mrs. Queen," she said. The Queen smiled out her teeth again, and then stood.
"Now, go, go! I'll tell the men you are welcome to play as long as you want, I'll make sure you get home safely."
And that's when the two kids nodded, turned around, and started running again, on their way to play with their two friends.
Dean was so happy to see him. He tossed his arms around Castiel, and Castiel laughed out loud. Sam and Jessica were a little shy at first, but eventually they joined in building a snowman.
They played for an hour before the Queen came back to announce it was bedtime for the two Princes. Dean gave Castiel one last hug, which made the orphan feel all warm inside, and then they were escorted back to the orphanage.