Once, she had loved the sun. Gliding through the air on golden wings, she would bask in its warm rays. But one spring morning, she landed deep within the woods of Tangleshimmer Grove. Snow still blanketed the ground there, where high trees blocked out much of the sunlight. She shivered at first, and thought of flying away at once, yet something made her stay.
It was then that the winter fae made himself known, a pale figure that seemed to materialize from the snow itself. He was mesmerized by her, and she by him.