Chapter II

For weeks Sejuani would mirror the actions that took place that day. After all if that Avarosan was too weak to prevent Sejuani from stealing then she might as well keep on doing it.

Once again she made her way to the courtyard retracing the steps to the storage where all the food lay. However, something seemed odd that day. Sejuani could not bring herself to take the food from its lair, not yet. She examined her surroundings and sighed. 'What am I waiting for?' Thought Sejuani... 'Why does it feel different this time...she's not here.' Upon that realization Sejuani aggressively bit her cheek in shame. 'I can't possibly be waiting for her...' And yet despite that there she stood, in plain site within enemy territories, two steps away from her bounty but she wouldn't move until the white haired beauty graced her with her presence.

Sejuani's eyes scanned the area over and over again but all in vain until she spotted the young Avarosian running towards the courtyard several minutes later.

"You waited for me?" Said the Avarosan in disbelief between ragged breaths as she took her seat at the bottom of a tree.

"I thought you only came here to steal why did you wait until I got here?"

Violently Sejuani's gaze averted to the ground as anxiously attempted to comprehend why she had even waited.

"Who…who are you?" Stammered Sejuani not knowing how else to answer the young girl.

"I am Queen Ashe of Avarosia, uniter of the Freljord" said Ashe proudly hoping she would elicit some sort of shocked or surprised reaction from Sejuani but she received none of that.

Sejuani laughed.

Her laugh echoed intrusively across the courtyard as she said mockingly

"Ahh absolutely ridiculous. Avarosia's next ruler is a feeble little girl who accepts getting stolen from regularly."

She gradually approached Ashe until she towered over the sitting Queen.

"How very disgusting."

"You need the food, I am letting you take it, and my people should be allowed to eat their hearts content." Said Ashe sternly as her eyes scrutinized Sejuani's towering form.

Sejuani was definitely well built for someone this young and might be capable of defeating her in a strike if it came down to brute force. But Ashe was a Queen and a Queen fears nothing. She would not be intimidated by Sejuani.

Sejuani flinched when she noticed Ashe had not shown an ounce of fear despite how minuscule she was in comparison to Sejuani.

"It's too late now. I've lost almost all of my family to starvation."

"Your Highness" she added with bitter emphasis.

Her words stung Ashe. She was a still a young princess and new nothing of the atrocities neighboring villages and clan were impelled to endure. She knew little of Frejlord's true harshness. And yet. She would not accept this. Ashe of Avarosia, would be the queen that will end all misery in the Freljord and unite it.

"I promise none of your people will ever starve."

Sejuani had a million bitter replies ready to throw at Ashe but the sincerity in her voice was undeniable, it was soothing, mesmerizing and it simply felt ...true.

"Avarosans never keep their promises" Sejuani retorted as she locked eyes with Ashe.

"Then I will be the first to prove otherwise"

Sejuani had heard enough she rushed towards the exit without taking the food. "Filthy Avarosan" she muttered in repugnance.

"I don't need your food. I don't need anything. I own what I take."