My name,  my True name, is Crimson Frost Heart, but my good acquaintances call me Frost.  I am 1,145 years old. I live in Tir Na Nog in the world of Faerie within the borders of the Wyldwood of the Nevernever. I am the second child of Jeremy, lord of Frostfell Manor. I have an older sister called Skarllet Snow Heart, and one annoyingly irritating little brother named Skylark Blizzard Heart who never seems to care about anything that I tell him to do. I am a member of Queen Mab's royal court. I am at my wit's end with that entire prim and proper lifestyle that I'm required to have whilst I am away at court. The only comfort I have at court is riding my ice blue unicorn, Isis. She is the calmest beast you will ever know, so, naturally, Mab hates her. ( Mab is like the evil queen you hear about in faerie tales ).  I am also skilled in archery, hunting, weaving, glamour attacks, singing, dancing, and painting. I positively adore reading. Sadly, I was chosen to embark on a treacherous and harrowing quest. I was to betray everything I knew and cared about to join the Allied Forces of the True ( FALSE..... I later learned ) Iron King Ferrum. I was chosen to kill Queen Mab. I would have been happy to do so, except. . . . . well. . . . you see.....I had this weird sinking feeling that something was wrong that I had never experienced before : guilt it was called as I later learned from a human. Plus, I had a crush on her oldest son, Sage, though he hardly knew that I existed. I knew what I must do. I went to Sage and told him what his younger brother, Rowan, was planning. He didn't know that his own brother was a traitor. I'd had to tell him so that he could tell Mab. He was on duty guarding the Scepter of the Seasons. There, Tertius, Prince Ash's Iron double, killed him before he could tell Mab. That is where my part in this tale comes to a close.

THE END. ......OR IS IT?