From a distance, the frost palace stood as a magnificent spectacle, its towering structure carved from pure ice that glistened in the sunlight. Surrounding the palace was a blanket of pristine snow, untouched and sparkling like a million diamonds scattered across the ground.
The palace itself was a masterpiece of architectural brilliance, with intricate designs etched into the ice, creating a mesmerizing play of light and shadow.
On the balcony, a vision of beauty graced the scene. Princess Yin Mei, her delicate features framed by silky tresses that cascaded over her shoulders, sat in a regal pose.
Her clear, melodic voice filled the air as she sang a haunting melody, each note carrying the weight of centuries-old sorrow and longing. Her dress, a shimmering masterpiece of gossamer fabric, seemed to flow like water around her lithe form, enhancing her ethereal beauty.
As the last notes of her song faded into the crisp winter air, a smattering of applause echoed from below. A maid, clad in a simple yet elegant uniform, approached the balcony, her footsteps muffled by the soft snow.
Chapter end