I convinced myself I didn't want to go to her. It was easier than accepting that I may never be warm again. Every day I allowed her to break me a little more until my heart was broken and spiteful. Her bracelet didn't warm me anymore but I didn't take it off. I kept it as a reminder of who I hated, at least that's what I told myself.

On the night before her eighteenth birthday I found myself in the mountains near her home. It was odd because normally the wind wouldn't let me near her. The man in the moon spoke to me for a second time in almost twenty years.

"Man, you're quite the chatterbox. Aren't you?" I said for my own benefit. He told me it was over.

"Whats over?" I said not expecting a reply.

It took me a while to realize that I had gotten closer to her home than I had in ten years. I was trying not to think about it.

I… I don't want to go to her. I can't.

I let the wind carry me gently through the mountains. I'd nearly circumvented her castle when I saw it, a second castle, made completely of ice.

I landed before the grand staircase leading up to it. I took a moment to marvel at the craftsmanship. The frozen staircase lead to doors of thick ice. I moved up it slowly the smooth coldness of the railing took my mind off the decision on whether I should go to her or not.

It's like it was built for me.

I eased open the large doors. It looked abandoned so I explored a bit. I came upon a large throne room with twin staircases climbing up the walls and meeting at a landing in the middle. Like a centerpiece a single throne sat between them.

I sat down in the thrown, swirly fractals graced the arms.

"Quite a kingdom I've got here." I smirked at the empty room, the desolate landscape surrounding the palace peeked through one of two grand windows. Then it occurred to me, "The invisible king and his subjects." I forced a laugh but it faded very quickly.

Time to continue exploring.

I climbed the clear steps to my left up to the landing. There, I found French doors leading to a balcony and a small staircase that doubled back. It was just a couple steps leading to another door.

I opened the door and found a smallish bedroom. It was obviously the master bedroom but it wasn't as lavish as the rest of the castle. It was darker in this room. The ice was almost opaque. The only light was streaming in from a large double door with many panes of transparent ice. It looked like glass except it refracted the light that passed through it.

I opened the doors to the small balcony. There was a delicate chair and a small side table. I sat in the chair and started weighing my options.

I guess I can go see her.

I ran a hand through my white hair and sighed loudly.

But she won't see you.

I was arguing with myself now.

Do I even want to see her?

Of course you do, you're in her castle.

How do we know it's her castle?

I went back into the bedroom. It was her castle but the thought of leaving was worse than staying. I'd missed her.

In front of me stood a circular bed with a thick blanket on top, it looked to be some sort of dark fur. Two soft looking pillows sat on top of the fur. Jutting out of the vaulted ceiling was a sort of circular canopy over the bed. Long silvery translucent sheets hung from the canopy making the bed seem even more comfortable. I didn't get under the covers I just laid down on the soft blanket and rested my head on the pillow. It smelled like her.