“Hege… Hege, you get back in here now,” the brown haired Taldan woman yelled. The little blond girl looked puzzled at her mother and then continued playing in the snow. “Let the girl play a little” a tall blond man rumbled, embracing the woman from behind and looking lovingly at his daughter.
However the looked was changed to one of concern as the man later watched over his little withering in pain from frostbites. He hadn’t been this scared since he arrived in the village after having left the mercenary service of the grand prince. He had never seen something like this; it was as if the cold had a preference for his little girl and would not let her go.
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“Hege… Hege, come on keep up” one of the other children called out to the young girl limping after the crowd of kids playing with a ball. The cold had finally left her body but not before claiming the stride in her gait. Now she had learn to manage and moved fairly unhindered around abide at a slower pace.
To compensate for her slower speed her father had taught her how to hide when they moved around the hills of the countryside, a practice not condoned by her mother, who now worried over her every move.
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“Hege… Hege, what happened? Are you all right?” As she regained conscience her betroth came in to focus. She was lying on the ground and he was standing above her. Just a moment ago she had performed a mock ceremony for a couple of their friends, who wanted badly to be married. “What happened?” she asked. “As you gave the blessing cold light flowed from you and everyone felt a chill,” he answered fearfully.
That was the end of her relationship with not only him but the entire village, now they feared her, the unknown, only her parents still cared for her. She spend more and more time with her father, seeking refuge in his company and the surrounding nature. Feeling more at home here she soon began to notice the little things living everywhere. While this provide some comfort, she still yearned for acceptance of the community and some nights she would twist and turn fearing she would always be alone.
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“Hege… Hege, you’ve got to come help us.” The man who approached her was visibly scared coming this close to the young woman sitting in the cold with out any warm clothing. She looked coldly at him, trying to guess his intentions. She had gotten better at this since they had shone her. “What is it this time?” she inquired. “It’s Iacobus. He slipped on the roof clearing snow. He broke his leg badly, the bone is sticking out,” the man rambled. She nodded thoughtfully as she rose and walked with the messenger. A single tear rolled from the corner of her eye “At least I can help them, even though they fear me,” she thought.
