As Queen Snowfall walked back into the kingdom, she couldn’t help but look around at the kingdom she and her ancestors had built over millions of years, and she couldn’t help but remember when she was a child and her older sister, Winter was the heir to the throne, and she went and lay in the wisteria clearing for two long hours, having the entire kingdom stare at her in awe while Queen Snowfall sat quietly in the background. She also couldn’t help but recall her sister’s hasty death just one week after being blessed by the stars. No, death wasn’t the right word to describe it.
It was disappearance. Fatal disappearance. Winter had been acting strange a week before her blessing and had disappeared the week of her coronation. She could vividly remember the months of grieving her mother had gone through. The entire kingdom was grieving for moons and moons, so much so that they had forgotten that Queen Snowfall still needed to be blessed.
And we surely couldn’t forget Hailstorm. Hailstorm was Snowfall’s older brother. For all of her life Snowfall’s mother, Queen Bizzard, thinks of Hailstorm as an extra. Queen Bizzard gave Hailstorm a proper name because she didn’t want others to think of her as a bad mother. Growing up, Snowfall and Hailstorm were relatively closer to their grandmother Queen Glacier than their mother, this was solely because of the bad way Queen Bizzard treated Hailstorm, whom Snowfall spent all of her time with. On the other hand, Winter had grown up around her mother, causing her to be extremely self-centered, even more than their mother. Despite this, people loved Winter, by the time she turned five, every person in the kingdom knew her name. There were even holidays dedicated to her.
Snowfall sighed, although she knew her mother had favorites, it still hurt to know that her mother always loved Winter more than her. Although of course, Queen Bizzard loved Snowfall more than Hailstorm, which also hurt. After all, Hailstorm was her role model throughout all of her childhood, and her big brother. Personally, Snowfall believed that Hailstorm deserved better, her mother never really loved anyone besides Winter, because she was the oldest and prettiest. The kingdom most likely felt the same as Snowfall did about Winter. Snowfall thought of Winter as a jerk. After all, there wasn’t anything about Winter to respect; the kingdom only pretended to like her because Queen Blizzard liked her and they would be killed if they didn’t.
Snowfall could remember every little detail of that night when Winter was standing in the beautiful wisteria clearing, the moon showering over her, and the sun beaming towards her. It was a remarkable night when the sun and moon would forge into one to bless the child below their eternal luck, wealth, and happiness. Queen Blizzard was squealing on the back right corner of the garden where the wisteria rested, Snowfall and Hailstorm on the left. Winter wore a smug grin, and her hands were behind her back. Winter wore a loose pale blue dress on that night for both beauty and comfort. The whole kingdom was there that night staring in awe at Winter. Hours later, when everyone but Snowfall, Hailstorm, and Queen Bizzard had all left to sleep, Winter stood up and they all walked back to the palace together. Along the way, Queen Bizzard couldn’t stop jabbering at how pretty Winter had become after the blessing. A week later, when Winter suddenly died in her sleep, Queen Blizzard was so shocked, that she refused to eat for two days and instead spent all her time praying that her next daughter would be as good as Winter was. Meanwhile, Snowfall’s brain spent two days trying to figure out the miracle after all, Snowfall did think that Winter was a jerk.
The next morning Queen Snowfall woke up late, at first she was surprised to see that she wasn’t in her bedroom, but then she realized she was in the wisteria clearing. As she slowly got out of the bed, it slowly disappeared, but Snowfall barely noticed it, instead, she was thinking about a dream she had last night.
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