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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

"See? This is exactly what happens when we use the front entrance," Caspian muttered with an air of smugness, his arms folded like he'd planned the chaos himself. His grin widened as he leaned a little too casually toward Estes. "No drama, no grand entrance, just good old-fashioned near-death diplomacy."

Estes, ever the responsible adult in their duo, sighed like someone who had long ago resigned himself to the eternal babysitting of celestial royalty. He slowly raised one hand in a practiced, almost bored gesture toward the ring of elves now surrounding them, their drawn bows and glinting swords poised to turn Caspian into a pincushion.

"I told you we should've waited for the official escort," Estes muttered under his breath.

Eldem’s Finest: Elves, Demons, and One Very Extra King