Lily POV

I discovered something new about myself, I am immune to the cold. Right now I was in ice wasteland ,standing in front of a  ice palace and not once did I catch frostbite. 

"You have nothing to fear child...he is your father after all" Ziliah tried to reassure me

I gave her hand a squeeze to show that I heard her. Graves started walking on all four. He then banged his horns against the giant gate.

I looked up to find guards at the top all pointing sharp iced javelins at us. I grabbed Ziliah's hand in fear. I wish Lou was here, I am  terribly scared. A part of me regretted leaving him behind but I knew he would have never survive the journey and it would have been selfish of him to further drag him into my problems. This was something I had to face alone and I did not know what was to become of me once I meet my biological...father. The idea still felt so wrong and raw in my mind, a part of me hadn't fully accepted it. My father back home was everything to me and it felt wrong to just replace with a total stranger even if that stranger is blood related.  

"State your business!" commanded one of the guards

"Its Graves we are here with a gift for his court master" Graves didn't seem to be startled by the threat of weapons surrounding him and maybe it was what helped the guards feel okay with letting us in.

The whole place was made from ice, it reminded me Elsa's ice palace from frozen. That reference made chuckle a bit, how long have been away from my  home? Time has become a funny concept here. 

  We reached to a throne room where in the center of it was an ice throne. My eyes widen at the sight of the man sitting on the throne. He was clothed in gold and silver ornaments, showing off his wealth. He was huge with corpse pale skin. His hair was white and long reaching his waist. He had sharp features like high cheek bones and a ridged jawline. He was mystical and out of this world and most importantly he looked like me. That gave me the confidence to believe that we are related  

"Ziliah, I thought you were enjoying your retirement ,what brings you back here?" his voice had a bit of cheekiness to it 

"Your grace I have come back to gift you with...your daughter" Ziliah bowed but in the wrong direction so Graves had to quickly fix her.

My heart was racing and my mind blank. His  reaction was perplexed, he rose from his throne and headed straight towards. He stared me dead in the eye and then he spoke

"since when did I have a child?"  

Since when did I have a 'real' father ,I thought to myself. 

"whose your mother child?" he spoke to me in the kind of voice you would use when addressing a baby, it stung a little.

"m-m-my mother is Rose" my voice unwilling came out shaky

His face changed to a deep sadness as though I triggered tragic memories with my mother's name

"Rose..." he walked away from and slumped back into his throne. He took a deep breath and sighed

"is she here?" he asked

"not with me" I quickly answered, I didn't want to mention that my mother was in this world.

The room feel into an awkward silence, this was obviously a lot to take in for the both of us and even now my brain was still offline.

"then I have nothing to say but welcome home..."

"Lily" I finished his sentence. He repeated my name softly to himself and then he smile softly. 

Just as we were starting the process of connecting the ground shook. Ziliah fell and Graves and I caught her. We started to hear shouting from the outside and thunder of many marching footsteps. 
 

"You grace! we are under attack!" screamed a guard who just barged in. Before my 'dad' could reply he was violently decapitated by a huge monster, blue blood spilled out of him staining the floor with pool of blood.

I screamed and hid behind Graves, I have never seen a murder and it was absolutely traumatizing. But what was even more shocking was when the monster lowered himself ,on his back came down my...mother!

"Mom!" I yelled , I was both terrified because I did run away from home and she would obviously be mad but glad because I missed her 

My mother was had the expression a drunken anger, her eyebrows we raised sharply and her eyes bulging out her. She was breathing heavily and carrying a... crossbow?!

She pointed it at my 'dad' she was absolutely deranged and unhinged that even I was questioning if she was still herself. A whole army surrounded her and the monster all pointing their weapons at her. They were surrounded and probably will be captured. But the soldiers didn't attack in fear that my mom would shoot their royal before they got to her

"I am not that coward mortal anymore! you will bring me my daughter or other wise we will both die today" My mother's threat felt so raw that I started crying. The guilt over filled me because this was all my fault , my mom went through hell for me and willing to die for me .How could I ever dare question her love ? 

We were all left in stand off waiting for whoever had the balls to act first...