wooo chapter 11 is up iam getting to the end of this story now. I am thinking of a sequal so dont worry December and the gang will be back once again a massive thank you to all my reviewers and of course a huge massive thanks to my beta reader lord cooler who has been amazing once again and who i send out massive good lucks too wth your pojects and tests. As always i apreciate what you do for me 8D

"Is she going to be alright?"

"Of course, my lord; don't worry. Lady December is just exhausted, what with…well …you know?"

Voices echoed through the princess's mind. December willed herself to awake and slowly.

"Cooler she moved!" Shiva and Kitara squeaked. The room started to spin. A few seconds passed before December remembered what had happened.

"*My mother*" she thought silently as tears fell from her eyes. She turned away from her friends, not wanting them to see her looking so weak. Cooler nodded towards the door as a signal for everyone to leave, he however stayed.

His heart ached. He could see December's body shake with each sob. No amount of comfort he could give her would be able to take away the pain and grief she was feeling. Cooler gently turned December over to face him. Her crimson eyes looked like an overflowing river, her blue cheeks soaked with tears. Nothing was said as she buried her head into her mate's chest and cried until her tears could no longer fall.

Later that night the Snow clan gathered to pay their final respects to their Queen. Avalanche was dressed in white and green, the colours of the clan. Her headdress placed so delicately on her head. Snow walked up to his wife's funeral pyre and placed one final kiss upon her ice cold lips, as a single tear he had fought so hard to hold back fell from his eye. December, who was wrapped in Cooler's arms, broke away from her lover to stand beside her father. Snow smiled sadly to his daughter as she placed her hand upon her father's tensed shoulder. "*I am sorry father. This is all my fault*" she said. Snow glared and turned to his daughter.

"Don't you ever think this is your fault," he whispered so only December could hear him, "Your mother protected you. She would never want you to think such things…and neither do I."

He pulled his daughter towards him and held her there for a moment; stroking her hair like he use to whenever she was upset over something. Snow led her back to the group and Cooler once again took December into his embrace as the funeral pyre was lit.

December sat upon a small rock overlooking her clan's village. After her mother's funeral she just wanted to be alone. Cooler didn't like it but he respected her request. Avalanche use to bring her here when she was just a youngling; explaining that one day she was to rule the sight below her as Queen. She remembered Avalanche telling her the story of how she met her father and this was the spot where Snow had asked her to marry him.

"No not again," she told herself a she felt tears brimming at the edges of her eyes just waiting to fall. She felt an unusual wind blow past her.

"*How can wind have energy*" There was no mistaking it. That wind had energy in it, and not just someone's energy…

Cooler stood on the balcony staring at the necklace. How exactly was he going to do this? Obviously not now. December had enough on her plate at the moment without thinking about a marriage proposal.

"Not given it to her yet?" Snow questioned breaking the prince from his thoughts. Cooler shook his head.

"I was going to do it on Taria but I got poisoned by Kivian before I had the chance," the prince confessed. Snow nodded thoughtfully coming to stop beside him. Snow leaned on the balcony's edge.

"You see that rock in the distance overlooking the village?" Snow asked pointing it out to the prince.

Cooler nodded, confused, "Yes I see it. It's a rock your majesty."

Snow chuckled, "That's where I asked Avalanche to marry me…and it's where December is right now."

Cooler raised an eyebrow causing the King to smile warmly at him. "Maybe it could be where you ask my daughter for her hand just as I did with her mother? Maybe it will help her to move on," Snow hinted as he walked back inside the palace leaving Cooler to think about what he had just said. The prince sighed and looked down at the necklace in his hand again. Snow was right. December had to move on. Taking a deep breath he took off in the direction of the rock, calling off at his brother's ship to find some kind of box to put the necklace in.

"Mother?"

December called to the sky as the wind danced around her comfortingly. It even had the scent of her mother. Like sweet spring flowers in bloom and that earthy smell she loved so much. Suddenly she felt another energy and the wind hurried behind her to where Cooler was stood, watching her.

"Your father said you would be here," He said walking towards the princess, who at this point had risen to her feet, smiling and ready to greet him. As Cooler got closer December noticed that he was holding something.

"What is in your hand?" she asked. Cooler stopped inches away from her and presented her with a small box.

"Open this and you will find out" he said December's face lit up.

"Oh I like prezzies" she giggled with glee as Cooler rolled his eyes.

"*You'll love this one then*" he thought to himself. December opened the box and fell silent and looked up at her mate, speechless. Cooler nodded and took December's hand. He pushed her hair out of her face. December's heart was hammering against her chest.

"December, I love you more than anything else in this universe. I will love you right up until we both leave this world for the next. So I ask you…Will you marry me?"

December giggled and cried happy tears as she took the necklace put her engagement necklace on and threw the box over her shoulder and over the rock's edge.

"Does this answer your question?" she said as she jumped into Cooler's arms kissing him passionately as the wind circled around them before disappering.