3rd person P.O.V

The doors to the throne room flew open. The cold wind from outside dragging in heaps of snow.

A large figure collapsed into the throne room. Large clumps of snow handing from their robes.

Svan recognised him immediately. "Father!" He cried, running over to the king. Esvel following, forcing the doors closed with his magic.

Luma broke free from her sisters grip and ran to her beloved father. She dropped down next to him and tried to help her brothers haul him to his feet.

"They're coming!" He croaked. "The Frost Giants are on their way, they want to take you all prisoner."

Svan growled. "I won't let that happened. I will protect our Kingdom!"

Nefýn shook his head. "No. You must take your siblings and leave. Go for help, a dear friend of mine is coming to collect you. Go to the southern border and he will meet you there, he will take you to his realm and protect you."

Esvel shook his head. "No father! We need to protect our home! We need to-!

"DO NOT DEFY ME!" The king roared, making Luma back away in fear. "I demand out take your siblings to safety, Luma is to young to know of the horrors beyond that door! Go! Now! Use the hidden passage, behind the throne!"

Svan obeyed his father's demands, he placed his sword back in its sheath and rounded up his siblings and fiancé.

Luma how ever had other ideas. Instead of wanting to leave with the rest of her family she grasp onto her father's robes. Ignoring the doors being battered in an attempt for the Frost Giants to invade.

"You must go with your siblings Luma! It's not safe here!" The King of the ice elves tried to pry himself away from his beloved daughter. The bangs on the throne room door growing louder and more rapid.

"No daddy! Please I want to stay with you!" The young blue elf wailed, clinging onto her father's robes.

Decima had to rip Luma away from their father and run as the door to the throne room and smashed through. She forced her wailing younger sister into a secret passage behind the throne, turning round just long enough to see her father impaled on a icy spear.

The two brothers heard their fathers cries of pain. Svan couldn't stop himself, anger and fear clouded his mind as he ran back toward the fight. Swinging his sword left and right, hitting anything he could.

Esvel watched in horror, he turned to his sister. "Decima, take them, go. I need to help Svan."

Decima shook her head and caught hold of her brothers arm. "No. Brother you will die."

The brother smiled slightly. "It will be a warriors death. I will not leave my Kingdom without a fight." He placed a kiss on both of his sisters cheeks before running out of the passage, making sure it was closed so they could escape.

Tesla wasted no time in grabbing both sobbing sisters and pulling them down the small, narrow passage. "We must make haste!" She cried, her own tears staining her cheeks. She knew she would never see her love again.

As they travelled through the passage it began to widen. A large wooden door could now been seen at the end of the cold stone corridor. "We can escape through there." Tesla ran towards the door and pulled violently against it. Decima soon by her side, helping her to pull the large door open.

Luma stood wailing loudly. Tears flowing down her cheeks uncontrollably as her cries echoed through the narrow passage.

"My sister you must not cry." Decima let go of the large door to comfort her younger sibling. "Father would not want you to. Nor would Svan or Esvel."

The young princess stiffled another sob. "W-we're never going to see them again... a-are we?"

Tesla glanced at Decima, wishing she would hurry. The door was open, they had to leave. "No. But they would not want us to remain here where it is not safe. We must make haste or we will perish along side them." She placed her hand on Decima's shoulders. "Let's go."

Decima nodded and grabbed Luma's hand, allowing Tesla to lead them out of the passage and into the snowy outdoors.

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After seeing the ruined remains of her Kingdom, Decima finally broke. Her cries of anguish could be heard for miles. 

Luma watched as her sister crumpled to the icy ground. She didn't fully understand why so many of her people were scattered around, lifeless and coated in their own blood.

Ice elves of all ages had mercilessly been slaughtered. As far as anyone could see, no survivors had been spared.

Tesla lowered her head and pulled Luma close to her. The snow at their feet stained a crimson red from the life blood of their subjects.

"How could we let this happen?!" Decima bawled. "How could we allow those cruel monsters to invade our land and slaughter our people?!"

"Decima the blame does not fall on you!" Tesla tried her best to calm the broken princess. "Even so we cannot allow them to hurt anyone else, we must do as your father said. Go to the border and meet his allies. They will protect us."

Luma gasped and tugged on Tesla's long sleeve. "We can take the riding cats! They're fast and strong and can take us to the border. I know they can!"

Decima looked up at her baby sister, surprised to still see a small glimmer of hope in her large blue eyes. "M-maybe we can... the cat keeps are not far from here."

"Then we must go at once. And quickly. Frost Giants will surely check this place over in case of any survivors. Or in this case. Us." Tesla helped Decima up off the ground.

"You're right.... I'm sorry I couldn't control myself. A true leader knows when to control their emotions." She sighed.

Tesla smiled slightly. "A true leader cares for her subjects and is allowed to crack under the pressure. We can focus on your leadership skills when we're not being hunted."

"To the riding cats!" Luma yelled.

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Once they arrived at the Keeps, Luma ran to her cat. He was only a youngling unlike Decima's cat Farla, who was fully grown.

Riding cats were large furry cats with huge bird like wings that helped them fly. They were a special breed of animal that could survive almost any climate it was placed into. So it was perfect for the icy barron lands of he ice Kingdom.

Tesla and Decima brought their cats out of the keep as Luma picked up her own. "Don't worry Novar. I won't let the mean Ice Monsters hurt you. Me and my sister are going somewhere safe." Novar was gifted to Luma on her 5th birthday, he was rare in colour. His fur coat was a dark shade of black and his feathers were tipped a bright gold.

"Are you ready to depart Luma?" Tesla asked as she helped her onto Farla, a light brown cat with white tipped feathers.

The young princess nodded and hugged her sister from behind.

Decima and Tesla looked to one another as they prepared to leave the Keeps. "To the Southern border." They said in unison, before calling out to the cats and galloping off into the storm.