Mean Seasons 51 Resurface 3

"Sophie! Sophie shhhhhhhhhhhh! Hey ankle byter! Shhhhhhhh it's ok! Yer brother will be ok. We'll find him. I promise!"

Bunny had been drawn to the Bennet house on account that the older sibling had been missing for the past day and a half. Sophie, Bunnie's favorite believer, was devastated.

Tooth gasped and flew inside the little girl's room. "Bunny...I think I know where Jamie went..."

They gathered in the woods surrounding Jack's lake, the Wind whipping a small piece of fabric on one of the trees. Tooth flew up and shuddered.

"Frost patterns. This conferms it. Jack took Jamie."

"But why? What purpose would Winter King see Jamie serving?" North asked, taking the clth from Tooth, "We all know why our Jack would want to take Jamie, but as he is now? Not make sense."

"Yeah it does mate." Bunny shivered. "Frostbite's taken prisoners before. Most of em children. None of them returned alive. All of em tortured horribly, frost decorating em like lace under their skin, a few of them torqued beyond fixing...few more frozen into sculptures!"

"Bunny not helping!" North scolded, as he saw Sophie begin to cry at this news. Bunny cursed himself, then drew the little girl into his arms

"Don't you worry. None of that will happen to Jamie. I'll make sure of it."

"Pwomise?"

"I promise."

ROTG

"Wake up! Wake up my Prince of Winter!"

Jamie sat up, his back smarting him sharply, and the rest of him feeling tingly. He observed several things silently. One was his clothing. He was dressed in a royal blue cloak, with silver tassels and frost embroidered on the hem and bottom. The long sleeved shirt was the color of Jack's eyes, and had frost patterns embroidered on the cuffs. He wore a white vest, with stenciled patterns in icy blue and silver, that matched the intricate pattern on his white pants.

"Woah..." was all he could say as he admired himself in puzzlement.

The second thing he noticed was that the cold of the place didn't bother him at all.

The third thing he noticed was his skin. It was white.

Just like Jack's.

The boy began to panic.

"Relax, Jamie." The voice of Ice soothed him, "you are not dead. Not by a long shot."

"Jack?" the boy asked "You're being freaky. If this is a joke, it's not funny!"

A cackle reached his ears, and ice turned to chill as the Winter King landed silently behind the boy and whispered in his ear.

"You're right. This is no game. You really are my Winter Prince. Able to withstand the freezing coldness of a storm! Able to command the creatures I create!"

Jamie's excitement overwhelmed his fear as he questioned timidly "Able to stay by your side?"

"Yes yes my boy! You will rule by my side, going where I go, staying where I stay!"

"Able to... on the Wind!"

"Yes!" Jack's voice sounded near its regular tenure, with hints of a flurry as his mirth escalated.

"Able to command the snow and ice and—"

"No." came the suddenly dangerous tenure. "Not you. Not ever you."

The boy was slightly frightened, and a bit disappointed. "Not ever?"

"You are still mortal. If I infused you with the power to command the elements as I do, it would kill you a little each time I did it. Not. Ever. You."

Slightly bummed but not quite ready to die, the boy nodded, "I understand."

"Good." an arm wrapped around his shoulders, and glacier eyes pierced his in a frigid but affectionate way.

"I'm...I'm your Prince..wait until I tell Sophie!"

The arm tightened, and Jamie's fear returned as he realized he had said something wrong.

"What? What'd I say to tic you off this time?" he asked trembling.

"You." The Chilling Ice said firmly "are never to step foot out of this castle for any reason other than to accompany me when I go places."

Jamie gulped, the threat in the tone unsettling and honest. Jack meant what he said, and the tone made it clear what would happen if he disobeyed.

"Yes sir." He said meekly, cringing.

The Winter King snorted. His heart was still partly frozen, but he supposed that in order for his Prince to be content, he would have to allow closure. Wrapping his arm around the boy again, the spark of mischief alite in the glacier eyes again, he said in a whisper

"However, if I chose to visit your family...that would be somewhere you would accompany me to, correct?"

Jamie's eyes widened, and he hugged the King, relief and gratitude leaking through his icy being from the boy.

"Thanks Jack!"