An ice queen

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*Aloria* With one final, steadying breath, I push open the grand double doors, the sound echoing like thunder in the silence that swallows the space. The queen's chamber is magnificent, adorned with opulent golds and silvers that glimmer under the light of countless candles. The air is thick with the scent of jasmine and something else… something sharp and clinical. I step inside, my heart hammering in my chest, my senses heightened as I take in the figure before me. She stands with her back to me, regal and poised, her long, dark hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of night. The silken gown she wears is a brilliant white, accentuating her slender form and delicate features. She turns slowly, and I catch the glint of her piercing blue eyes, cold as ice and sharp as daggers. The

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