The throne was cold, nearly as cold as the ice that it so closely resembles. Her bright blue gown is thin, but the Dream Queen – Abigail, she thought, my name was Abigail – hardly notices the cold anymore
The throne was cold, nearly as cold as the ice that it so closely resembles. Her bright blue gown is thin, but the Dream Queen – Abigail, she thought, my name was Abigail – hardly notices the cold anymore