"Alysanne," Emily, Mother Nature, greeted as she walked into the Great Hall of Winterfall. Alysanne was looking over her map, since she had heard some horrid rumours.
Looking up, Alysanne traced her fingers along the map as she bit her lap. "You're father…."
"Is dead," Emily told her before she could finish her sentence, before she could apologise about her actions. "He's been gone for years now."
"You're here about the attack on Summer's Hold?" she asked, she knew about the attack since a few Summer Spirits had thought she had been behind it. One of them, girl named Ashley, thought to ask her.
"Summer Hold's been attacked?" Emily asked.
"According to Ashley; it had been attacked on the last day of Summer."
"Autumn Hall and Spring Meadow has also been attacked."
This isn't good, Alysanne thought to herself, the ice on the wooden desk cracking under her palms. Looking at three long tables in front of her, the ones that used to be filled with laughter.
But this Winterfall was a mere replica of her childhood home, and then it became filled with ghosts once more. Like when Ramsay burnt the first Winterfall down, then when the second one had been attacked by a creature with glowing red eyes.
She had been the only one to survive the attack, only because even a glowing red eyed monster can't kill what's already dead.
"How many are dead?" Alysanne asked her. "And how many have gone missing?"
"We don't know," Emily admitted. "I'll have to go to Summer Hall."
It was back, the red eyes that followed her into her sleep as well as the Night King and his army of dead did. Small things would remind her of the ones she had lost; Yuki's graceful dances she had learned during her time in her homeland. Old Man Winter's amused eyes as he told her about his home.
"It's back," Alysanne told her, since it attacked her home, she had gone to the Children of the Forest and pleaded for them to wrap their magic around the entire castle. Since then, her home hadn't been attacked.
Not much was strong enough to get through the children's magic, not when they had a safe space to grow and learn. She protected them and they protected her.
"It's going to be another massacre," Alysanne admitted, fingers curling around pieces of cracked ice. Glowing blue eyes looking at the open door behind Emily. "Call a meeting here, it won't be able to get in a second time."
"You'll help then?" Emily asked her.
"Emily Jane, what kind of friend would I be, if I let you face this alone?" Alysanne asked her, closing her eyes and recalling her mortal years. "If I allow this to continue? The seasons won't be stable and millions will die."
"Why come back now?" Emily asked her.
"Only Father Time and Fates will know," Alysanne replied.