A/N: My apologies. Just a short chapter. Hope to hear from my readers about their thoughts. It really brightens my day to read your reactions. And I could use all the day brightening I can get right now.

A soft groan escaped Jayce as consciousness slowly came back to him. He winced softly, his body aching horribly in the cold. He shivered and shifted in his laying position. He could not will his eyes open or remember how he got to this point. Though, the feel of warm fur under his bare fingers resolved the former chill.

His eyes shot open as he quickly sat up. He looked down in shock at himself. He was in nothing but his turtleneck and pants, sitting in a bed of fur skins, atop a short plateau of ice in the middle of an underground lake. His heart raced as fast as his mind with the confusion. The fact he felt comfortably warm in an ice cave was mind boggling.

He gasped softly as his back arched suddenly as sharp claws stroked possessively up his spine. A soft whine escaped him as he shivered. The claws stroked up until they were gently yet firmly gripping his hair. He whimpered softly as an icy chuckle whispered in his ear.

"You kept your word. Loyal to a fault is what you are, little inventor." Jayce whined again at the observation. He squirmed but was not released from the icy hold. His eyes were forced closed in discomfort as he forced himself to relax. Slightly panicked breaths slipped from him as he tried to get his bearings.

"I-I simply did what you asked." He whispered softly, leaning his head back so the pull on his hair was not so painful. He felt icy lips brush against his ear, pulling up into a smile. A tender kiss pressed to his skin as his hair was gently release.

"Indeed you did." Lissandra released him and returned to stroking his spine, "I had my doubts about you. Even gave you that challenge to chase you away because I was growing too attached but I do believe you have earned your right, Jayce."

Jayce's face grew hot, embarrassed that she had only been stringing him along with the challenge. Though, hearing that he had earned the honor of courting her made him feel both foolish and triumphant. He took a calming breath and let his eyes open slowly. He turned his head and looked at her as she sat next to him on the furs. He swallowed thickly as he stared into her crimson eyes.

Lissandra sensed his focus and raised her free hand. It trailed up his chest to stroke and pet his throat. Her lips pulled back slightly in a smirk as he froze slightly in panic. She shushed him gently as her claws trailed further up to cup his jaw. She leaned in and rewarded him with a slight kiss. He winced slightly as the severe cold hurt the sensitive skin of his lips but he ignored it to enjoy the pleasure that filled him.

Lissandra chuckled and broke the kiss, leaving Jayce whimpering in loss. The ice witch shook her head and stroked his hair. She hummed softly and moved her hand under her dress and grabbed a small vial. She held it up before him and bit her lip gently as she sensed him staring at it questioningly.

"A gift."

"For me?" Fear resounded in his voice as he shakily reached out and took it, "W-what is it?" She pressed her lips against his ear and chuckled softly as she shifted to brush her lips along his jaw before returning to his ear.

"It will make all your dreams of us come true." She slipped her hand over the one of his that held the vial, her thumb slowly sliding up to remove the crystal cork, "Just a tiny swallow, Jayce. It'll make it so your body can resist the cold of my own."

Jayce's hand shook in hers, he was as terrified as he was curious. He knew that taking anything from the ice witch was a bad idea but his heart nagged him gently. He turned his head slightly and looked at her fearfully, earning him a soft smile as the frozen lips pulled back. Jayce's heart pounded in his chest as he watched her, his lungs barely holding air.

"A warning though, little mortal inventor." The claws at his back stroked the dip of his lumbar region, "Once you drink this, there is no going back. You are mine forever. If ever your heart should turn from me, it will freeze and shatter." Jayce's eyes widened as he flinched. Horror filled him at her words, it only grew as he realized his resolve too continued to grow. He nodded and sat up straight, raising the vial to his lips. He took a deep breath as he readied himself.

"I ask of but one thing from you, my queen?" Lissandra purred at this, enjoying the strength of heart he displayed.

"Which is, young one?"

"That I be honored enough to know your name." She licked her lips at his request, pleased.

"Of course, Jayce." She tipped the vial up, pouring the contents into his mouth as her other hand came up and coaxed his throat to swallow. His eyes widened at the shock of the icy cold that race through his body as he was forced to swallow. He coughed desperately for air as his muscles spasmed and the vial shattered in his hand, the shards of glass easily slicing through his calloused fingers and palm. The cold shot straight to his heart, filling it and his lungs with ice. The air was forced from his lungs and panic filled him but his body felt paralyzed. The world started to dim as his blood froze, his body crumpling into Lissandra's waiting arms.

"I am Lissandra, Queen of all the Freljord." The words were whispered lovingly against his ear in a voice colder than the ice surrounding them as the icy darkness took him.