Glacies Regina
Prologue
Black horse hoofs clattered against the cobblestone, pulling the carriage behind it. It continued to jostle and bump as it moved forward. The driver tightened up his body, hoping to block out the autumn winds that stung his skin. The passenger, on the other hand, was warm inside the carriage, his white coat with black fur around the collar shielding him from the cold. His green eyes looked out of the window, seeing the people of Bowerstone all alive and unharmed.
"Well, well it seems that the little Queen has done well."
Passing the clock tower, the carriage rolled on, its destination: the Castle. The passenger could not help but smirk, remarking on how everything seemed to be fortunate for him. His factories continued to produce much of the countries goods, helping fill his pocket with more and more gold. With any luck, due to the wondrous times, he could see to having factories built in the desert land of Aurora. Everything seemed perfect.
As the carriage rolled on, the man's eyes gazed upon a black bird sitting on a statue of the newly crowned Queen.
"A Queen to the people and her birds."
And with that the raven flew off, its wings taking it towards the sky…