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She was a princess – the proud rose of the empire.
He was the Duke of the North – as cold and distant as the snow-covered land he ruled.

Bound by a marriage neither could refuse.
No love – no warmth – not even hope.
Only an alliance forged in power and gain.

And yet…
Can love take root in a land frozen to its soul?
Like the blue rose that blooms but once a year,
During the final moon of winter,
In a sacred land where the Moon Goddess sleeps beneath the ice,
Waiting for the one she loves to return and awaken her heart.

The Blue Rose Beneath The Ice

As usual, Maera was already in the grand dining hall, overseeing preparations for breakfast.

Today, however, there was one small difference. For the first time in a long while, the castle would host a guest.

"Lady Maera, does this look alright?"

Thalia, ever energetic, smoothed out the last fold on the tablecloth.

Maera gave a small nod, her face stern as always.

The table had been dressed in fresh flowers and lighter-colored linens than usual—perhaps to suit the guest from Lumisera, or simply to ease their lady's homesickness.

Just as Maera was giving everything a final once-over, the guest appeared.

Theodor walked in with a relaxed air. His presence was calm and composed, without being ostentatious. It seemed to bring a touch of spring warmth to this frozen northern land.

"Good morning, Lady Maera." He offered a courteous nod, then turned to the young woman beside her.

Phantoms From The Past