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Silvermist Evermore never belonged. Born to unloving parents and cast aside, she had long accepted that life would never offer her warmth—until she was chosen as an apprentice at Moonstone Academy, a place where magic breathes and fate is written in the stars.

But her arrival comes with a price. In an act of betrayal and manipulation, Silvermist shatters Frost's staff, the formidable Winter Guardian, unraveling a secret that should have remained buried.

 Now, bound by an ancient rule, she must take its place—not as a mere apprentice, but as something far more dangerous: Frost’s human staff, the living embodiment of his power.

As Silvermist struggles to navigate the treacherous halls of her reality, a shadow began appearing to her, feeding her magic she was never meant to wield. Hunted by those who seek to use her, Silvermist must uncover the truth behind her own existence before she loses herself to the very storm she was forced to face.

Can she survive the weight of Winter, or will she be the final snowfall that buries them all?

FROST

The moment Silvermist stepped inside the cafeteria, the lively chatter faltered.

Forks hovered midair, laughter died on lips, and heads turned—one after another—like a silent wave slapping against her cheeks.

Together with Adeline and Mila flanking her sides, she entered the large, sun-drenched hall, though somehow, the golden light filtering through the tall arched windows made everything feel colder.

Ahh how she missed eating the cafeteria foods. Silvermist breathed the aroma of the delicious delicacies she never thought what they are called.

Some expressions held scrutiny, thinly veiled behind slitted eyes and tight jaws. Some were painted with pity, as if she were a fragile glass doll mistakenly placed among warriors.

Section V