This is a sequel to, The Truth... according to my last story, the Minister of Spring is sort of evil, will he try to take revenge on Milori for stealing Clarion's affections? And will Milori's broken wing finally be the death of him?

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"I can't believe it," Milori whispered, rushing towards the the boarder.

"Hi," Clarion whispered, pressing her hand against the invisible wall that is the boarder.

"This is a sequel to, The Truth... according to my last story, the Minister of Spring is sort of evil, will he try to take revenge on Milori for stealing Clarion's affections? And will Milori's broken wing finally be the death of him?Clarion... What are you doing here?"

"Tinkerbell and Periwinkle found out a secret ability of frost."

"Oh," Milori was disappointed that this was only a buisness meeting. "What is it?"

"If a warm fairy wing is frosted, it won't break in the cold."

Eyes lighting up with hope, Milori gasped, "Really?!"

"Yes," She laughed and stepped over the boarder, into the bitter cold of winter.

Slightly nervous, Milori reached out one hand and carefully traced frost down her golden wings. As soon as her her wings were coated, she gripped his hand and grinned at him, "Come on Milori. We have a couple centuries of lost time to make up."

Climbing onto Avalanche, the two fairies took to the sky, soaring through the freezing sky. As they flew over the Pixie Dust run-off, Milori noticed something unusual. There were four times more fairies than usual gathered near the run-off.

"Sorry love, we need to check this out." Milori frowned as he urged Avalanche to land.

Leaping off of the bird, Milori was shocked to find not only winter fairies, but also a great number of warm fairies surounding him. "What is all of this?" He asked Spike

"We wanted to surprise you Lord Milori," She bowed slightly, grinning all the while. "You are the greatest, kindest leader we could ever ask for. We all love you very much, and wanted to honor you."

Eyes wide, Milori looked around at the fairy's faces which did not shine with pity, or disrespect, but with honor and thankfulness and love.

"You have been a wonderful leader for your people," Clarion whispered in his ear and gripped his hand gently.

Turning to her, his eyes shone with joy. "All this time, I thought they would hate me for my wing. I thought they would not want a leader who could not even fly. How wrong I have been!"

"Indeed," Clarion laughed and stood on her toes to kiss him. At that moment, owl flew overhead and released loads of snowflakes and periwinkle flowers on those gathered below.

Laughing, Milori kissed Clarion again. As he did so, he failed to notice the Minister of Spring who was staring at him with a deep and bottomless hatred.