Slayers Fan Fiction ❯ Winters' End ❯ Parts 1 to 3 ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Emperors Sister 
Lina crashes into the realm of snow and ice. Her life is saved by the Snow Queen and her son, the Prince of frost.
Anime/Manga: Slayers Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.05.2001 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 408 | Status: Work In Progress
Lina crashes into the realm of snow and ice. Her life is saved by the Snow Queen and her son, the Prince of frost.
Anime/Manga: Slayers Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.05.2001 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 408 | Status: Work In Progress
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He sat, pensive, on his cold, hard, throne. Unmoving; almost deathlike in his
appearance. His frozen locks shimmered like pure diamonds, in the phantom light,
contrasting brilliantly against his pale blue skin. The Frost Prince was, once
again, feeling the icey sting of dispare.
The Snow Queen sighed as she watched her son's handsome face locked in sadness.
It had been soo many centuries since she had last seen him smile with true
happiness. So long in fact she was hard pressed to remeber what that glorious
sight actually looked like. She glided, mysticly, across the marble floor,
towards her child, and perched by his side. Gently, she ran an experienced
mother's hand through his cool lavendar hair, brushing it out of his eyes, and
gaining his attention.
"Zelgadis, my precious." she cooed softly like a winter's breeze.
"What troubles you so? Tell me how I can help you my sweet prince."
A shadow flittered lightly across his features; of a smile that would never be,
as he gazed into the concerned visage of his parent. "Nothing Mother."
The Snow Queen's no-nonsence frown stopped him from lying further.
"I yearn mother." Zelgadis confessed, breaking eye contact. "I
yearn for something... I don't know what."
The Snow Queen sighed again as her son rose to his feet.
"I'm going out mother. Sorry." he said, as his footsteps echoed,
sadly, out the door.
*
Lina dashed like a mad thing, hair flying like a pheonix's wings, eyes flashing
with burning desire and un-describable joy. She galloped about the snow wridden
forest giddy and carefree, laughing at nothing and everything. She was happy.
Beyond happy. Yes, happy was quite the understatement, as she was free. Years of
working like a drudge had finally paid off.
She had worked as a maid in the manor house of one of the posh families in
Seyrune. A position that had its ups and downs in normal society, though the Uld
Metalliums were NOT normal society. It was true that the servants of the Uld
Metallium manor house were paid exceptionally well, for being nothing more than
living furniture, in worst case senarios, it was having to live with the family
itself that was the true test of one's metal.
The elder sister was quite nice and soft-spoken. Sylphiel Uld Metallium was a
good person deep down, and that was a trait Lina liked about her. She was quite
different from her hell-spawned brothers, in character. It was her tendency to
use her good, innocent nature to try and seduce Lina in a
"friendship", that had bothered Lina Inverse to no end. It was
difficult enough to defend against the older brother, Xellos' advances, having
the sister added into the mix was Much Too Much.
Lina sighed with relief at her newfound freedom. The manor had grown to be
suffocating, and now that she had saved enough coin, she made quick her escape
and began to put her well planned dream into action. Lina had been working and
scrimping all she could in order to buy a nice sweet place up in the Zelphilean
country, where she had been born. She would maybe open up a restaurant, as she
was a very good cook, or perhaps an inn or somthing. It would be more hard work,
but it would be all her's, and her's alone.
How wonderfull, to be treated like somthing other than a common piece of
baggage, like she had been so treated most of her life. To be like some
fancifull, fairy-blessed princess maiden, worshipped for what was inside her
soul and heart and mind, instead of what lies between her thighs; but she knew
it was just a silly fantasy that couldn't come true. Fairies were nonsence.
Princes were lusty old farts or weany whiney brats with money and little else.
It was safer, and saner, to stick with more realistic and possible dreams; Ones
that wouldn't hurt you, and maybe break you.
Laughing, she leaped precariously onto a fallen tree, as if to escape her
tortured little girl thoughts, and tiptoed her way across it. The snow whispered
in protest, shifting, and the trunk slid causing the poor red head to scramble
to safer ground.
With a cry of fright, the ground she had scurried to, showed its devious colours
and crummbled into nothingness beneath her feet; taking its frightened prey with
it, into oblivion.
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Zelgadis walked slowly, kicking the occasional stone or clump of snow. 'What's
wrong with me?' he pondered futily, 'What is it that i'm missing? What is it
that i yearn for?'
"What is that?" he asked out loud as he spied a streak of crimson
burried beneath some snowy earth. Curious, he went over to investigate the
brilliant swatch of colour and upon closer examination discovered it to be the
firey tresses of a very injured, unconsious human. Hurridly, he freed the
trapped person from the cold, frozen dirt. He brushed the filthy snow from the
prone figure, distressed to see crimson stains upon its clothing.
"Poor thing. Fear not, mother will help you." he whispered, gently, as
he picked up the red headed girl carefully in his arms, and carried her back to
his home. The urgency of his mission had whiped away all traces of the lost
yearning and dispare in his soul, without him even noticing.
*
The Snow Queen was startled by her son's noisey, and abrupt, entrance. She was
doubly surprised to see him carrying a half-dead human girl in his arms as well.
"Mother! Please mother you must help her!" Zelgadis pleaded, urgency
and fear straining his vocal cords like never before. "I found her... she's
very hurt... please mother, hurry!"
"Calm yourself my prince-ling." She bade him, collecting her scattered
senses, "bring the creature to me and i shall see what can be done."
"Thank you, mother." zelgadis said, his voice dieing as the bleeding
female was taken from his grasp to lie upon the floor before the queen.
She pealed back the layers of torn clothing, revealing the white supple skin of
the wounded girl. Zelgadis' face burned with his first pink blush, though his
eyes drank in the the sight of every soft curve, greedily. She tisked over the
torn fleash, wincing at the pain it must have caused the human child.
"She will heal best in a crystal of holy quartz, my son." she
diagnosed. "Find me the stone i seek, clear and pure like a virgin diamond.
I will handle the rest."
Jumping, guiltily to his feet, he rushed to fullfill her comand. The queen
supressed a grin at her offspring's peculiar actions and completed the disrobing
of her patient. Breathing her arctic breath upon the wounds to help prepare them
for the healing process ahead, she stopped the sluggish blood flow down to a
trickling stop. With a wave of her her hands, the girl's body rose up and
followed as the queen lead the way. 'You, young thing, are going to prove to be
quite entertaining' she mused, a cool calculating smile spreading across her
cold, smooth face.
*
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Zelgadis watched as the naked girl rested in her crystal prism. He hesitantly
ran his fingers along the crystal's face, tracing her form, and blushing once
again. He saw her body was nearly healed, only white scratches showing where her
injuries once were.
"I've never seen..." he began and paused unsure how to continue. He
looked up into her face, startled to see her eyes shiver with the beginings of
conciousness. "Oh." he spouted foolishly and reached into the gem's
depths to retreve the young maid from within.
He held her close as her body trembled with cold and her eyes opened at last. He
drowned into her flaming pupils of ruby red. Eyes with soo much life and
pashion; eyes he's never seen before. He stared transfixed as her soft pink lips
opened and screamed long and loud and clear. Zelgadis was startled by the girl's
reaction to his presence, but not half as badly as when she slapped him soundly
across his face, and dubbed him a lechorous pervert.
Blushing and stammering like some school boy, Zelgadis struggled to defend
himself from her attacks and failed. The vivicious red head landed yet another
painfull blow upon his person before the queen swooped down to his rescue.
The Snow queen kept her laughter in check as she viewed the scene before her.
"Zelgadis, get the poor creature some clothing," she bade him as he
scampered to his feet a safe distance away from their angry guest. "We
can't keep her naked on the cold floor now can we." She grinned as her
flustered child ran to do her bidding.
The girl glared, spitfully, at the queen, much to her amusement, and attempted
to cover her nackedness as best she could.
"Do not look so, little one." the queen reprimended. "And act not
so towards my son, neither. You owe him your life afterall. He found you injured
and half dead in the snow, and so brought you here to me to be healed. That is
all." the queen informed her.
"Who a.. are y.. you?" Lina stuttered with cold, "Wha.. what i..
is th.. this p..p.. place? And what the HELL happened to my clothes!?!"
Zelgadis returned before the queen could answer and gave her some clothing. He
turned his back as she dressed in the soft violet material, warmed by its
texture and furred trimmings.
"I, little one, am known as the Snow Queen. This is my only son, Zelgadis,
the Frost Prince. This is a relm where winter resides, a small, mysterious
kingdom under a layer of protective ice, hidden from the eye of mankind. You
fell through this barrior, almost paying with your life. AS for your clothing,
well, they are no more than blood splattered tatters." the queen told her
and turned to leave. "You are welcome here as our guest, but be warned. You
must always have a chaperone or else those here that dwell with hatred and fear
of your kind in their hearts will destroy you." With that said, she
departed leaving her nervous son with the girl.
Zelgadis stared, as if facinated, at his feet. "So what are you
called?" he asked finally, gaining the courage to look up at her.
Lina eyed him, intrigued. "Lina. Lina Inverse. You're Zel right?" He
nodded, confused as she walked to his side. "Thankyou. For saving me, and
for the clothes." He noded once more. "Well, how about you give me a
tour of 'winter-wonder-land'?" she grinned, causing him to relax.
"Sounds good." he murmured, leading the way. "If it's not too
presumptuous of me, could you.. would you tell me about yourself?"
Lina shrugged. "Sure. Well... I'm one of the younger daughters of my
family. WE're rather well off, but I was disowned when i refused to be bartered
with like so much chattle. So, alone, i set out to make my way in the world.
After some time I landed a position as a maid in the Uld Mettalium manor house.
You porbably don't know them." she said as Zel shook his head, confirming
her statement.
"What was it like, Lina?" Zel asked as they continued.
"Horrible." Lina snorted. "They treated the help poorly enough,
though the wages usually made up for it. I guess i was just 'special'."
"How do you mean?"
Lina sighed deeply before answering. "Well the Uld Mettalium's have three
children. A daughter and two sons. Their eldest, Sylfiel, is very sweet and
kind. Her brothers, Xellos and Phibrizo, are self serving weasles. The youngest,
Phibrizo, was the nastiest, spoiled little brat I've ever had the misfourtune to
meet, and He disliked me at first sight. Always playing pranks on me, that
one."
"Sounds rough" Zelgadis comented.
"HA! You don't know the half of it yet. Phibby was the lesser of the three
evils, in this case." Lina snorted. "Xellos on the other hand, tried
every under-handed and sleazy trick in the book to get me in the sack."
"A sack?" Zel questioned, innocently, "I don't understand."
Lina blushed as she looked to see how serious he was. Seeing his honestly nieve
expression, she attempted to educate him. "Ah.. well.. to get someone in
the sack is.. to.. get them into.. bed. AH, you get me?"
Zel blushed red with both embarassment and surprisingly, for him, some fury.
"Why that... that's..."
"I know." she nodded, feeling oddly comforted by his reaction.
"HE, I managed to deal with... it was Sylfiel that was the biggest trial i
had to endure."
Zelgadis watched her as she became silent, waiting for what would surely follow.
*
Sylfiel Uld Mettalium, the eldest daughter of the house of Mettalium, paced her
chambers, distraught. She felt lost, confused, abandoned, and on the verge of a
hysterical crying fit. It was quite the sight she displayed, eyes red and lovely
dark hair tangled, as her dear brother entered.
"Sylfiel you look disasterous!" Xellos teased as he made himself
comfortable.
Sylfiel ran her hands over her sore eyes. "How can you do that!" she
puttered angrilly. "Do you delude yourself, or did you really not
care?"
"What on earth are you bagering about sister-dearest?" Xellos scoffed,
"Anyway.. on a more Interesting topic, where is that delicious strawberry
vixen? I haven't seen the lucious Lina all evening." he inquired.
Sylfiel stared at him amazed. "You.. don't.. know.." she breathed,
causing his features to darken with ire. "She's gone Xellos!" she
spazzed, "She Left Me! All of Us! BUT ME!!! How could she..."
Xellos stopped listening, and said nothing.
*
Zel watched as Lina ate with gusto. They had spent most of the day together,
time having no real meaning in this world of ice and snow and silence.
"So.. it's true? But i've never.. is it really true?"
"yes!" Lina exclaimed, a grin plastered to her face. It had been there
since she had told him about Sylfiel's infatuation and he had become almost
childishly sweet with his curiosity and disbelief. "Two women can have THAT
type of relationship as well as two men or a man and a woman."
"It's practicly un-believable." Zel spoke in awe.
"Most men find the thought of two women arrousing." Lina smirked.
Zel blinked. "how's that? Are you.. like that?"
Lina blushed. "I don't really know. And i prefer guys thanks. Just ONE
guy!"
"Oh." Zel replied. "Say Lina, do you.. like me? I find you.. i
don't know how to say it but.. I don't want to get you into a sack. I just want
to stay like this, talking and being with you."
Lina was astounded. "Wow, I... I don't know. That's one of the nicest..
Zel. I think we'd be the best of friends." she smiled. "I must admit,
you're the first to tell me about having no desires for me in that way
before."
"Did i offend you? I appologise for my callous ignorence." Zelgadis
sighed.
"No. I like it. Like I Like YOu. " Lina mused, gaining a smile in
return. "You know Zel, i now understand where the fairy taled, prince
charming came from."
Zelgadis blushed and smiled some more.
*
The Snow Queen glided across her crytaline chamber floors. "That human
creature is quite intriging. Especially her effects on my dear Zelgadis."
she mused. "At best she'll probably liven his spirits like a cute little
pet!" she giggled and began her duties as Queen of the Winters' Snow.
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He sat, pensive, on his cold, hard, throne. Unmoving; almost deathlike in his
appearance. His frozen locks shimmered like pure diamonds, in the phantom light,
contrasting brilliantly against his pale blue skin. The Frost Prince was, once
again, feeling the icey sting of dispare.
The Snow Queen sighed as she watched her son's handsome face locked in sadness.
It had been soo many centuries since she had last seen him smile with true
happiness. So long in fact she was hard pressed to remeber what that glorious
sight actually looked like. She glided, mysticly, across the marble floor,
towards her child, and perched by his side. Gently, she ran an experienced
mother's hand through his cool lavendar hair, brushing it out of his eyes, and
gaining his attention.
"Zelgadis, my precious." she cooed softly like a winter's breeze.
"What troubles you so? Tell me how I can help you my sweet prince."
A shadow flittered lightly across his features; of a smile that would never be,
as he gazed into the concerned visage of his parent. "Nothing Mother."
The Snow Queen's no-nonsence frown stopped him from lying further.
"I yearn mother." Zelgadis confessed, breaking eye contact. "I
yearn for something... I don't know what."
The Snow Queen sighed again as her son rose to his feet.
"I'm going out mother. Sorry." he said, as his footsteps echoed,
sadly, out the door.
*
Lina dashed like a mad thing, hair flying like a pheonix's wings, eyes flashing
with burning desire and un-describable joy. She galloped about the snow wridden
forest giddy and carefree, laughing at nothing and everything. She was happy.
Beyond happy. Yes, happy was quite the understatement, as she was free. Years of
working like a drudge had finally paid off.
She had worked as a maid in the manor house of one of the posh families in
Seyrune. A position that had its ups and downs in normal society, though the Uld
Metalliums were NOT normal society. It was true that the servants of the Uld
Metallium manor house were paid exceptionally well, for being nothing more than
living furniture, in worst case senarios, it was having to live with the family
itself that was the true test of one's metal.
The elder sister was quite nice and soft-spoken. Sylphiel Uld Metallium was a
good person deep down, and that was a trait Lina liked about her. She was quite
different from her hell-spawned brothers, in character. It was her tendency to
use her good, innocent nature to try and seduce Lina in a
"friendship", that had bothered Lina Inverse to no end. It was
difficult enough to defend against the older brother, Xellos' advances, having
the sister added into the mix was Much Too Much.
Lina sighed with relief at her newfound freedom. The manor had grown to be
suffocating, and now that she had saved enough coin, she made quick her escape
and began to put her well planned dream into action. Lina had been working and
scrimping all she could in order to buy a nice sweet place up in the Zelphilean
country, where she had been born. She would maybe open up a restaurant, as she
was a very good cook, or perhaps an inn or somthing. It would be more hard work,
but it would be all her's, and her's alone.
How wonderfull, to be treated like somthing other than a common piece of
baggage, like she had been so treated most of her life. To be like some
fancifull, fairy-blessed princess maiden, worshipped for what was inside her
soul and heart and mind, instead of what lies between her thighs; but she knew
it was just a silly fantasy that couldn't come true. Fairies were nonsence.
Princes were lusty old farts or weany whiney brats with money and little else.
It was safer, and saner, to stick with more realistic and possible dreams; Ones
that wouldn't hurt you, and maybe break you.
Laughing, she leaped precariously onto a fallen tree, as if to escape her
tortured little girl thoughts, and tiptoed her way across it. The snow whispered
in protest, shifting, and the trunk slid causing the poor red head to scramble
to safer ground.
With a cry of fright, the ground she had scurried to, showed its devious colours
and crummbled into nothingness beneath her feet; taking its frightened prey with
it, into oblivion.
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Zelgadis walked slowly, kicking the occasional stone or clump of snow. 'What's
wrong with me?' he pondered futily, 'What is it that i'm missing? What is it
that i yearn for?'
"What is that?" he asked out loud as he spied a streak of crimson
burried beneath some snowy earth. Curious, he went over to investigate the
brilliant swatch of colour and upon closer examination discovered it to be the
firey tresses of a very injured, unconsious human. Hurridly, he freed the
trapped person from the cold, frozen dirt. He brushed the filthy snow from the
prone figure, distressed to see crimson stains upon its clothing.
"Poor thing. Fear not, mother will help you." he whispered, gently, as
he picked up the red headed girl carefully in his arms, and carried her back to
his home. The urgency of his mission had whiped away all traces of the lost
yearning and dispare in his soul, without him even noticing.
*
The Snow Queen was startled by her son's noisey, and abrupt, entrance. She was
doubly surprised to see him carrying a half-dead human girl in his arms as well.
"Mother! Please mother you must help her!" Zelgadis pleaded, urgency
and fear straining his vocal cords like never before. "I found her... she's
very hurt... please mother, hurry!"
"Calm yourself my prince-ling." She bade him, collecting her scattered
senses, "bring the creature to me and i shall see what can be done."
"Thank you, mother." zelgadis said, his voice dieing as the bleeding
female was taken from his grasp to lie upon the floor before the queen.
She pealed back the layers of torn clothing, revealing the white supple skin of
the wounded girl. Zelgadis' face burned with his first pink blush, though his
eyes drank in the the sight of every soft curve, greedily. She tisked over the
torn fleash, wincing at the pain it must have caused the human child.
"She will heal best in a crystal of holy quartz, my son." she
diagnosed. "Find me the stone i seek, clear and pure like a virgin diamond.
I will handle the rest."
Jumping, guiltily to his feet, he rushed to fullfill her comand. The queen
supressed a grin at her offspring's peculiar actions and completed the disrobing
of her patient. Breathing her arctic breath upon the wounds to help prepare them
for the healing process ahead, she stopped the sluggish blood flow down to a
trickling stop. With a wave of her her hands, the girl's body rose up and
followed as the queen lead the way. 'You, young thing, are going to prove to be
quite entertaining' she mused, a cool calculating smile spreading across her
cold, smooth face.
*
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Zelgadis watched as the naked girl rested in her crystal prism. He hesitantly
ran his fingers along the crystal's face, tracing her form, and blushing once
again. He saw her body was nearly healed, only white scratches showing where her
injuries once were.
"I've never seen..." he began and paused unsure how to continue. He
looked up into her face, startled to see her eyes shiver with the beginings of
conciousness. "Oh." he spouted foolishly and reached into the gem's
depths to retreve the young maid from within.
He held her close as her body trembled with cold and her eyes opened at last. He
drowned into her flaming pupils of ruby red. Eyes with soo much life and
pashion; eyes he's never seen before. He stared transfixed as her soft pink lips
opened and screamed long and loud and clear. Zelgadis was startled by the girl's
reaction to his presence, but not half as badly as when she slapped him soundly
across his face, and dubbed him a lechorous pervert.
Blushing and stammering like some school boy, Zelgadis struggled to defend
himself from her attacks and failed. The vivicious red head landed yet another
painfull blow upon his person before the queen swooped down to his rescue.
The Snow queen kept her laughter in check as she viewed the scene before her.
"Zelgadis, get the poor creature some clothing," she bade him as he
scampered to his feet a safe distance away from their angry guest. "We
can't keep her naked on the cold floor now can we." She grinned as her
flustered child ran to do her bidding.
The girl glared, spitfully, at the queen, much to her amusement, and attempted
to cover her nackedness as best she could.
"Do not look so, little one." the queen reprimended. "And act not
so towards my son, neither. You owe him your life afterall. He found you injured
and half dead in the snow, and so brought you here to me to be healed. That is
all." the queen informed her.
"Who a.. are y.. you?" Lina stuttered with cold, "Wha.. what i..
is th.. this p..p.. place? And what the HELL happened to my clothes!?!"
Zelgadis returned before the queen could answer and gave her some clothing. He
turned his back as she dressed in the soft violet material, warmed by its
texture and furred trimmings.
"I, little one, am known as the Snow Queen. This is my only son, Zelgadis,
the Frost Prince. This is a relm where winter resides, a small, mysterious
kingdom under a layer of protective ice, hidden from the eye of mankind. You
fell through this barrior, almost paying with your life. AS for your clothing,
well, they are no more than blood splattered tatters." the queen told her
and turned to leave. "You are welcome here as our guest, but be warned. You
must always have a chaperone or else those here that dwell with hatred and fear
of your kind in their hearts will destroy you." With that said, she
departed leaving her nervous son with the girl.
Zelgadis stared, as if facinated, at his feet. "So what are you
called?" he asked finally, gaining the courage to look up at her.
Lina eyed him, intrigued. "Lina. Lina Inverse. You're Zel right?" He
nodded, confused as she walked to his side. "Thankyou. For saving me, and
for the clothes." He noded once more. "Well, how about you give me a
tour of 'winter-wonder-land'?" she grinned, causing him to relax.
"Sounds good." he murmured, leading the way. "If it's not too
presumptuous of me, could you.. would you tell me about yourself?"
Lina shrugged. "Sure. Well... I'm one of the younger daughters of my
family. WE're rather well off, but I was disowned when i refused to be bartered
with like so much chattle. So, alone, i set out to make my way in the world.
After some time I landed a position as a maid in the Uld Mettalium manor house.
You porbably don't know them." she said as Zel shook his head, confirming
her statement.
"What was it like, Lina?" Zel asked as they continued.
"Horrible." Lina snorted. "They treated the help poorly enough,
though the wages usually made up for it. I guess i was just 'special'."
"How do you mean?"
Lina sighed deeply before answering. "Well the Uld Mettalium's have three
children. A daughter and two sons. Their eldest, Sylfiel, is very sweet and
kind. Her brothers, Xellos and Phibrizo, are self serving weasles. The youngest,
Phibrizo, was the nastiest, spoiled little brat I've ever had the misfourtune to
meet, and He disliked me at first sight. Always playing pranks on me, that
one."
"Sounds rough" Zelgadis comented.
"HA! You don't know the half of it yet. Phibby was the lesser of the three
evils, in this case." Lina snorted. "Xellos on the other hand, tried
every under-handed and sleazy trick in the book to get me in the sack."
"A sack?" Zel questioned, innocently, "I don't understand."
Lina blushed as she looked to see how serious he was. Seeing his honestly nieve
expression, she attempted to educate him. "Ah.. well.. to get someone in
the sack is.. to.. get them into.. bed. AH, you get me?"
Zel blushed red with both embarassment and surprisingly, for him, some fury.
"Why that... that's..."
"I know." she nodded, feeling oddly comforted by his reaction.
"HE, I managed to deal with... it was Sylfiel that was the biggest trial i
had to endure."
Zelgadis watched her as she became silent, waiting for what would surely follow.
*
Sylfiel Uld Mettalium, the eldest daughter of the house of Mettalium, paced her
chambers, distraught. She felt lost, confused, abandoned, and on the verge of a
hysterical crying fit. It was quite the sight she displayed, eyes red and lovely
dark hair tangled, as her dear brother entered.
"Sylfiel you look disasterous!" Xellos teased as he made himself
comfortable.
Sylfiel ran her hands over her sore eyes. "How can you do that!" she
puttered angrilly. "Do you delude yourself, or did you really not
care?"
"What on earth are you bagering about sister-dearest?" Xellos scoffed,
"Anyway.. on a more Interesting topic, where is that delicious strawberry
vixen? I haven't seen the lucious Lina all evening." he inquired.
Sylfiel stared at him amazed. "You.. don't.. know.." she breathed,
causing his features to darken with ire. "She's gone Xellos!" she
spazzed, "She Left Me! All of Us! BUT ME!!! How could she..."
Xellos stopped listening, and said nothing.
*
Zel watched as Lina ate with gusto. They had spent most of the day together,
time having no real meaning in this world of ice and snow and silence.
"So.. it's true? But i've never.. is it really true?"
"yes!" Lina exclaimed, a grin plastered to her face. It had been there
since she had told him about Sylfiel's infatuation and he had become almost
childishly sweet with his curiosity and disbelief. "Two women can have THAT
type of relationship as well as two men or a man and a woman."
"It's practicly un-believable." Zel spoke in awe.
"Most men find the thought of two women arrousing." Lina smirked.
Zel blinked. "how's that? Are you.. like that?"
Lina blushed. "I don't really know. And i prefer guys thanks. Just ONE
guy!"
"Oh." Zel replied. "Say Lina, do you.. like me? I find you.. i
don't know how to say it but.. I don't want to get you into a sack. I just want
to stay like this, talking and being with you."
Lina was astounded. "Wow, I... I don't know. That's one of the nicest..
Zel. I think we'd be the best of friends." she smiled. "I must admit,
you're the first to tell me about having no desires for me in that way
before."
"Did i offend you? I appologise for my callous ignorence." Zelgadis
sighed.
"No. I like it. Like I Like YOu. " Lina mused, gaining a smile in
return. "You know Zel, i now understand where the fairy taled, prince
charming came from."
Zelgadis blushed and smiled some more.
*
The Snow Queen glided across her crytaline chamber floors. "That human
creature is quite intriging. Especially her effects on my dear Zelgadis."
she mused. "At best she'll probably liven his spirits like a cute little
pet!" she giggled and began her duties as Queen of the Winters' Snow.
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