I don't own RotG
Prologe
The moon was strung high in the sky. The stars twinkling bright and the wind blowing softly. In the middle of the woods, where a broken bed frame stood over a dark hole, lay fresh powdered snow and the bedframe covered in frost. Soft voices were heard coming from the hole. Nobody could hear what they were saying or knew who they were. Suddenly out of the hole came 2 figures. One was tall and dark, with grey skin and golden eyes. Everyone knew who he was. Pitch Black. Nightmare king and master of fear. Nobody liked him and everyone hated him. Except for one single winter spirit. (And no its not Jack Frost.) Next Pitch stood a girl with long, soft, white hair, pale skin that glowed with beauty and eyes that were kind and as blue as the sea. Her name was Dana Frost or as everyone now knew her as Dana Black. Pitch smiled down at her and pulled her close. She smiled up at him and put one of her hands on her round belly. "Only 2 more days and then we'll both be parents," she said with a voice of silk. Pitch nodded, "We sure will." He said as he lended down and kissed her cold lips.
