A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Gema227. I know you originally wanted this to be Rosalie!centric, but I made it about semeone else... Don't hate me! For anyone who doesn't know what fairy tale this is, it's The Ice Queen. Read and review? Enjoy!
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Icy
The cliff was steep- high enough to cause a tragic accident if someone fell off of it. But then again, that was her goal. Suitors came to her, seeking her love, far more than she would like. Day after day, a new young man would make their way up the tall expanse seeking her approval of a courtship. And she would always agree.
They were fun, in the short run. After a few days her attention would begin to dwindle, along with their charm, and she would get bored. Then they would need to be dealt with. A quick push and they were gone, never to bee seen again.
Sitting on top of her icy throne, she had trained her heart never to get attached to anyone. For the most part, it had worked. The only flaw was that she didn't expect to loose herself in the beautiful solitude that was him.
He stalked around the snowy hills all day long, always alone. He didn't bring his siblings, he didn't bring his parents or hers. He never even took her sisters- his friends. He would roam through the blistering cold, never saying a word, never glancing her way, never giving her the time of day.
When he and his family first came to Alaska for their 'brief stay', he had paid her all the attention in the world. With every crooked smile, every silvery laugh, she had felt his friendship, his love. After a few weeks, however, he secluded himself form the group and took to moping around sullenly.
Another reason she found him so appealing.
He broke her heart, and now she wanted to break him. If he ever came up onto her mound -her throne-, Tanya would make sure that he would go over the edge, just like he predecessors, only in a much more sensual way.