The wind howled fiercely, its breath echoing through the snowy mountains. Snowflakes danced around in the air the air, some falling gently, only to be swept away by the gust. Inside the Frost Queen's palace, the temperature remained frigid but peaceful, like the heart of winter itself.

You had come here to meet the legendary Frost Queen Cookie, the Guardian of Winter and Nature.

Frost Queen Cookie was an enigma to many. An ancient ruler of the frozen lands, her presence was both regal and mysterious. There's lots of myths and tales about her, some calling her an evil witch, some a person benevolent to all who are willing to join her.

You had come to her domain for something you were still unsure of, but your curiosity had gotten the better of you. You walked through the frozen halls of her palace, the cold air nipping at your dough as you admired the beauty around you, your shoes clicking against the ice-like floors.

"Ah, you're here." A voice echoed from behind you, calm, cold, and carrying the weight of authority. You turned to face the source of the voice, your heart skipping a beat.

Frost Queen Cookie stood before you, her icy blue eyes studying you with a piercing gaze. Despite her cold, majestic presence, there was a flicker of something more in her eyes - curiosity, perhaps. She raised a hand, beckoning you to come closer.

"Do not be afraid." She said softly.

You slowly approached, feeling the weight of her gaze on you. "Your Highness, I-" You began, but she cut you off with a gentle wave of her hand.

"Frost Queen Cookie." She interrupted. "Now, what is the reason for your stay?"

You hesitated, unsure how to answer. The truth was, you weren't entirely sure why you had come either. Perhaps it was the allure of the regal Frost Queen herself. Either way, you had found yourself standing before the ruler of winter, a figure both powerful and yet strangely inviting.

"I- I was drawn here" You tried to explain, finding your voice. "I don't know why, but something in me told me to come."

Frost Queen Cookie raised an eyebrow, her expression unreadable. "Something in you...?" She stepped closer. "The cold winds carry more than just frost, you know. They whisper secrets, and they do not call to everyone. You are here for a reason, whether you realize it or not."

You swallowed nervously, unsure what to make of her words. "What do you mean?"

A beat of silence. She looked at you, her eyes piercing. 

"Do you not feel it?" She asked then, voice barely above a whisper. "The sole power in the air? The way the snow falls, as though it carried a message?"

You blinked. And then, slowly, realization dawned upon you - an invisible energy that pulsed around you. It was as if the very air itself had come alive, wrapping around you like a blanket of winter's embrace.

Frost Queen Cookie extended her hand toward you, her fingers barely brushing against yours. "There is more to this world than what the eye can see." She continued. "But those who listen carefully, who feel the pull of the cold winds, will understand. I am not merely a queen of ice. I am a guardian of something far greater."

Your breath caught in your throat, unsure whether to trust her words or question them. But there was something in her gaze, something in the way she held herself, that made you feel as though you were standing on a cliff of something profound.

"...Why me?" You asked, your voice almost a whisper.

Frost Queen Cookie's eyes softened as she withdrew her hand, the coldness in the room growing. "Because you have the heart of winter." She said, her voice steady but gentle. "You are not like others. You understand the stillness, the silence that lies beneath the surface. You are not afraid of the cold, for you have embraced it."

The realization hit you like a snowstorm - this encounter, this meeting, was no coincidence. The pull that had led you here, the warmth you felt despite the freezing cold - it was all connected. Frost Queen Cookie saw something in you that others did not.

She studied you for a long moment, as if wanting a way to understand your soul and very being. Then, with a quiet nod, she spoke again.

"Stay with me for a while." She said. "There is much for you to learn here, much for both of us to discover."

You nodded, feeling the weight of her words. In that moment, the vastness of the winter around you didn't seem so lonely. There was a bond forming between you and the Guardian, one made not through words, but through the very essence of winter. And as she took a step closer, wrapping you in the chill of her presence, you felt the smallest warmth of something unspoken.

A new chapter had begun.

(this felt so cringe idk)