We sat there as the fire-baptized us in heat as the bitter sky outside cried snowflakes. The roads and the trees were covered, with a beautiful, sparkly, white blanket. Though beautiful the snow was cold and sharp as it bit at our fingers and the wind kissed our cheeks. My dog, Nix sat next to me eating the rabbit I had caught and roasted for him. My mother and father ruled the Kingdom of Aspida for 30 years before they died, my father told me that I was supposed to become the next King of Aspida, not my brother Azrael. I introduced the idea to form a peace treaty between the Elven Kingdom and the Kingdom of Aspida. We had never been very, friendly, towards each other. The former King, my father, had always treated the Elven kind, and their
