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Sunlight filtered through the long crystal blue curtains in the large room, Zane blinked slowly awake, his fingers tightening around his blankets. Zane growled and walked over to the useless curtains. Might as well open them, they block no light at ALL, He thought. Zane walked into his bathroom, which was quite literally a bathroom. A huge pool like bath covered majority of the floor, but there were some waterfall showers over the far side of the room. Zane snorted and rung a bell, sitting on a cupboard not far from him. A line of maids walked into the room. Each one sporting some clothing for him, a towel and strips of soft cloth to clean him. I have no idea why they need to bring in this much stuff, it's not like I use it all anyway, He thought, sinking down into the deep royal bath-pool.

Violet grumbled as her warm blanket was thrown off her.

"Vi, get up!" Her sisters, Ruby and Eleanor, her two look alikes, were standing in front of her bed. Violet turned over.

"What? And can you give my blanket back?" Ruby shook her head and grabbed Violet's arm, pulling her out of bed. "It's urgent," said Eleanor as she started throwing clothes in a bag. "Father came back with the other scouts, he says the Snow Elf soldiers will be here soon." Violet's eyes widened. There had been rumours that the Snow Elf kingdom needed more workers but would they actually come? The three sisters turned their heads at the sound of knocking. Were they here already? Violet, Ruby and Eleanor grabbed their bags and hurried out of the back door. Violet started running, her sisters by her side. She dared to look back and saw that they were being chased. "Split up!" Violet nodded and veered left, jumping over a fallen log.

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Zane closed his eyes, the warm water bubbled around him, women washing him with small cloths. When the water started to cool down Zane slipped out of the bath, his Snow White skin greeted by plush towels. Zane let the maids dress him before walking out of the oversized suite, he turned and slipped through the doors to his bedroom. He liked taking a stroll out in the gardens before anybody important were awake

It wasn't long before Violet was caught. After a while, she had begun to slow down, tired and out of breath. She was put in a -carriage?- and taken, she guessed, up to the Snow Elf palace. It was a long ride and Violet could feel the cold from outside creeping in around her ankles. "Not long now!" A guard barked, one hand on his weapon. The carriage slowed to rocky halt in front of the palace.

Zane sat on a icey rock, the water from melting ice seeping into his woolen pants, he tugged uncomfortably at his clothes, but he knew that these were the trend of court recently. The snow elf prince sat and marveled the glacial landscape for a few more minutes before spying a column of carts and horses, Soldiers, Zane thought wryly, the spunky elf's always got on his and his family's nerves, they had no love for the glacial beauty around them, but to their credit, they were useful. Zane rubbed a hand down his arm before turning and slipping back into the castle, preparing to meet with the gruesome warriors

-so so sorry for the long wait, life just got in the way and i couldn't find time to come on long enough to reply but I'm getting less busy now, sorry again-

Violet tried to break free but it was too late. The soldies shoved her and a group of others into the icy palace. A shiver ran down her spine. Everything was white or icy blue, no colour or sign of life anywhere. Violet glanced st the other captives only to see her own terror reflected on their faces. Violet opened her mouth to speak but a guard silenced her.

"Quiet! The prince is coming!" Violet looked up, waiting for the 'prince' to enter.

Zane walked towards the throne room, his father would be there or his mother at least but the guards would be responding to him. As he was in charge of the workers, hiring, feeding, assignments. That sort of thing. Two guards opened the door to the beautiful frozen throne room, elegant ice was carved to look like lace on the ceiling. Zane snorted at the sight of the prisoners, soon to become slaves. "How many are there?" He asked a guard, the guard swung his head back to Zane and bowed, "twenty, you royal highness" Zane nodded, but he longed to be called 'your majesty' but that was his father and mothers title. Zane surveyed each of the new slaves with a weighty gaze, "alright, take them into courtyard four, fit them with the appropriate clothes and make sure to get sizes that fit them, I don't want to see a slave walking around in too tight of clothes again" he said, his eyes forward, on the view of the icy planes beneath the castle

Violet gritted her teeth. Oh how she would love to punch the Ice Prince in his smug face. The guards then led them away to a huge courtyard. How does one person need all of this?

A tall lady (the head maid??) came over and surveyed them with her sharp eyes. "Hmmph. They'll do I suppose. Chop chop then, let's get their measurements. We don't want another incident like last time." She clapped her hands and quickly walked away. Was everyone snobby up here in the mountains? A line of neatly dressed servants rushed over with tapes and took t the measurements of Violet and the other prisoners. Violet brushed her hair out of her eyes and looked around the courtyard. It was still beautiful, no matter who it belonged to.

Zane walked out of the throne room and down to the observatory, a large crystal telescope sat in the middle of the room. The Slaves he saw today were.. scraggly, hopefully they looked better in their new clothes. Zane tilted the telescope to look at the stars in the never ending night. He adjusted the cuffs on his suit before turning and walking out of the room, he wasn't in the mood for stars in a never ending night. Zane walked down and into courtyard four, he watched the slaves shiver uncontrollably as they were fitted for their clothes, making him smile