You are walking back home from your community ice rink when you see him again. Kael. The son of Jack Frost. Against your better judgement, you approach. Kael had always piqued your curiosity. Kael: "Careful, darling— get too close, and you might just find out how cold a Frost can really be." He says, his blue eyes staring into your soul.
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