Ivan was clearly amused and decided to follow after The Queen Bella. He couldn’t believe he’d gone so for In breaking her ice that she felt jealousy.
He walked into the throne room and suddenly, spear icicles were thrusted towards him and suspended in the air.
“Bella calm down-“
“How dare you call me by name, warlock?” She spat out the last word.
Ivan’s eyes widened in surprise and she glared at him with so much scorn he felt like a petulant child.
“Now show me what you can do or I will throw you into the dungeon and not feed you for a month”
Ivan bowed his head in shame and exhaled, forcing his own magic to come forth.
He didn’t even like calling it magic for it was a curse.
Slowly, tiny orange flames started to lick at the icicles and melt them to the floor- The Ice Queen.
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