Romans & histoires Adventure Time: Ice Queen

I asked getting all excited like the kids did for ice cream. Jax chuckled, “Alida, this is my mate Tora Maie. Tora this is my best friend, Alida. Queen Alida to be exact.” “Jax, what did I tell you about that shit?!” I glared. “Please just call me Cheyenne or Alida. It’s a long story but I answer to both names. I do NOT answer to Queen or your highness or anything of the sort.” I glared back at Jax.

“They say the Ice Queen has the ability to grant you a power. They say you’ll be invincible, indestructible even. All you have to do is go on a journey in the Cildreth Demon Realm and seek for her highness. You have to personally ask her to bestow you the said gift.” My eyes twinkled with everything I just heard and a huge smile started forming in my pinkish lips. Finally, I found a way to become stronger. My heart races with the overflowing exuberance and bliss. I run forward, casually jumping out of rapture. I feel ecstatic with this newfound knowledge. This will be thrilling. I can’t wait to go on an adventure and meet the Queen herself! =^._.^= ∫

With the man nibbling on her ear and still relentlessly pounding her from below, Sarah’s whole body was on fire. She spoke tremblingly, yet couldn’t stop moaning, “Ah… I… I’ll clean it up… ah, ah…” No longer teasing the young woman, Adrian walked over to the crystal spiral staircase, unable to hold back any longer. He couldn’t wait to get to the bedroom upstairs; his hard cock buried deep inside her wet, soft, and slippery pussy was driving him absolutely crazy. So, he stopped right by the handrail of the crystal spiral staircase and lifted the young woman onto it.

Others were familiar, older, carrying the same expressions I remembered: respect, curiosity, and a hint of resentment. Those who recognized me greeted me warmly, some with smiles, some with quiet nods. I caught fragments of whispers, my name passing from mouth to mouth like a rumor reborn. Sierra clapped her hands to get everyone’s attention. “Alright, everyone,” she announced. “This is the Ice Queen. She’s the one who’s going to lead the game. She’ll also be the one training you all from now on.” Murmurs rippled through the group. Most nodded in agreement. A few looked impressed. A few looked unsure.

When I’m not. These women probably ran the whole supernatural world. While the men were always roaring and yelling in each other’s face about who is who. I know women are the key players in that game of chess. If the queen is protected. Everything is going well and you can make great moves. And when shit goes south, the queen protects the king. I’m guessing this is where you get your warriors and foot soldiers for protection. “The one and only,” Daciana smirks proudly. “Wait, I have heard that he was with someone. The daughter of that small pack’s alpha.” She stares at me with widened eyes. “It makes sense now. I have never seen someone as pretty as her.”

I climb into the back of my waiting limousine, my body aching with a beautiful, heavy pain. I look in the vanity mirror. My eyes are the same, but the woman looking back is a stranger. I touch my neck, feeling the ghost pressure of the Guard’s hand. I taste the Priest’s sandalwood on my lips. I feel the Judge’s weight in my bones. The Ice Queen is going back to her palace. But she is leaving her heart on the altar of the sanctum. And I know, as I watch the city fly by, that I will not be waiting for the next gala.

The sound rose and fell across the frozen expanse, echoing between the mountains like a mournful song. The wind carried it over the snow-laden trees, weaving it through the icy stillness of the valley. Somewhere beyond the ridges, seated in a castle in a chamber lit up with candles, is a queen. Shadows crawl along the stone walls, and the scent of melting wax mingles with the cold night air that seeps through the narrow windows. It was Kora, fondly known as the queen of Ice. She was seated on a rocky chair, her eyes fixed on the fireplace.

She saw no one but felt someone pinching several parts of her body. “Who?” the witch queen questioned with vexation, “Who has the guts to tease this queen? Show yourself!” “Oh, come on. Don’t you like playing hide and seek? The game never gets old,” “You… show yourself,” at this point, the queen was convinced that it was really Lavana teasing her and she needed no one to inform her that her foe was currently flying and making use of her invisibility skill. She felt something cold and familiar wrap around her neck- an ice chain! How did this bitch get out of the lake? So she spent all this time boiling the water for nothing, while her foe watched her make a fool of herself? So hateful!

Once upon a time you could call us queens of frozen hearts, adamant to keep everyone out of our lives and especially our heart, but right now, we were the queens of perfect lives. THE END <3

They sat the healer in a chair, the maid brought him a glass of water and when the attack passed, Mortus continued. “She brought this strange creature with her. A monster with either a mermaid’s tail or octopus’s tentacles. Since that cursed night, I have been bound by an oath to protect the secret of the Queen aging and to help her in every way otherwise… I will be subjected to excruciating torture and killed. Oh, lady, I'm weak, so weak...” tears rolled down his cheeks. “Regina herself comes from the part of Sorfmaran where the magic forest is located and fairies live. In fact, she bewitched the king, fell in love with herself.”