Once upon a time—

There was a time when the world was covered in snow, yet flowers still bloomed, refusing to forget their petals. At the northernmost edge of that world stood the Kingdom of Frisean.

A winter kingdom, its rooftops blanketed in white snow and its rivers clear as ice. At night, the northern lights painted the skies with vibrant colors.

The cold made survival difficult, but it also strengthened the bonds between people.

The people of Frisean united against the chill. From small villages to towering castles, commoners and nobles alike supported one another.

Every morning, children ran through snow-covered streets, filling the air with laughter, while adults exchanged warm conversations as they watched.

By evening, the soft glow of crimson lights seeped from each home, gently illuminating the streets, and the aroma of fragrant soup drifted throughout the city.

If someone shivered in the cold without shelter, the people would offer them a place to stay, sharing warmth without hesitation.

Even when snow quietly fell during the deep hours of the night, no one paid it any mind. Their hearts remained warm, even against the bitter winter.

It was a land like something out of a fairy tale—cold and lonely, yet holding a faint warmth within.@@novelbin@@

The people of Frisean were indeed generous and kind, but this harmony was possible because they were guided by caring leaders.

King Edreon and Queen Rasia.

They were nothing like rulers who simply sat on thrones issuing orders.

The king cared for his people like a father, and the queen embraced them like a mother whenever they suffered.

To the citizens, they were symbols of hope and courage—parents to an entire kingdom.

And here—

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