ShuichiKigai

Deep in the forest, the sunlight drifted down through the branches. The cold earth had a light dusting of snow. The air was quiet. The cold was bitter and frigid; painful. One of sane mind would never venture out into this frigid wilderness, yet the silence was broken by footsteps crunching in the snow. A young man, surely having seen no more than a score of summers walked below the branches, with a small girl child following closely at his heels. Looking around as she walks, she hums a simple tune. Her hair was pulled back into a long braid that fell below her knees and bounced about as she walked. She was young, but no younger than thirteen

The sound of clashing swords rings out across the tundra. Sparks fly, screams erupt, blood rains like water from a sieve onto the disrupted earth. The formerly brilliant castle of the once peaceful ice kingdom has become a blazing inferno. Soldiers pour from the doors frantically trying to defend the palace. Swords flash in the light from the burning fires as citizens run in search of safety. One soldier stands out in the battle, a tall figure rising above the rest. The firelight flicks against his armor, as his sword sparks around him. Long silver hair falls past strong shoulders, flowing in stringy swirls about him as he fights. "Princess!