"Hello there young lady," She called, her voice like silk, even from afar, she sounded as if she could hit the highest of notes.

"Are you lost?" She asked simply, now mere inches away from the girl.

Tasha looked up. The castle doors a bit down the way had opened. A young woman was now peering out.
She smiled, reluctantly approaching.
"Actually," she admitted, "I am. Would you happen to know where I may find the royalty of this kin-" she stopped herself. Duh! A woman comes out of the castle in a beautiful dress, she has to be royalty! She stuttered. "Could you help me? I've been looking for someone who can help me control..." she made a rose of ice in her hand, handing it to the woman. "This."

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