The first time he saw her was in the village, during the festival of the Blue Moon.

He was young, and his mother brought him to the Festival of The Blue Moon. The villagers sung and danced under the blue moon glow, with no care for the snowflakes that drifted down. Loki smiled at the joy that was evident on their faces, music gathered all around: mixing into one beautiful song. He was drawn away from his mother as she bartered for some trinkets, to a boy, he was playing a fiddle. The tune was lively and fast, there was younger kids dancing to the song.

That's when he saw her, her silvery snow white hair was long for a lass, her pale skin glowed in the moonlight, her pale red lips were curved into a smile as she danced barefoot on the gathering snow. Her dirt brown dress was long and went down to her ankles, only when the music stopped did her see her eyes. They were a vibrant ice blue and danced with joy and mirth, her voice was as soft as silk and danced on the wind when she complimented the boy. The wind seemed to move with the girl and she twirled, like an invisible partner. Her eyes meet his, and she froze, even when the next song started she didn't dance.

Icy blue stared at emerald green for a moment before the girl came closer, dancing in between others, drawing closer. She extended a hand as an invitation to dance was her, oh he so wanted to but, he also didn't. He smiled at her for a second before hearing his mother's special whistle and running into the crowd. The girl gave a chase but he soon lost her in the dancers.

The was the first time he meet her.

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The first time he talked to her was when she healed his wound from a dragon's claw.

It was after his mother married the king and they moved to the castle, it was after his father forgot him since he was a 'bastad'. And it was after his step-father proclaimed that his true son would take the throne after his death. He was headed to the healers for during a hunting with his brother, they were attacked by a dragon and he got a nasty cut on his forearm, it would have been alright except for the part where it was created by a dragon claw and dragon claws are poisonous.

He was ushered to a cot by an older woman, he simply showed her his forearm and watched her reaction. Her eyes widened, studying the wound before hollering,"FROST!"

A young girl came running down the row,"Yes Ma'am?"

"Take care of him."The older woman said, walking to another person.

With a jolt he realized that this young girl was the year from so long ago, her hair was longer but it was up in an intricate way so the none reached farther than her shoulders. The girl worked quickly, applying cream to his forearm and muttered something that sounded like an incantation to him. She wrapped his forearm in a bandage and guided him out.

"Your a sorceress, aren't you?"He asked, once they were out of hearing range.

"Shhhhh, but yes. And you're that boy who ran from me many moons ago."She replied.

He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck,"Yeah, sorry. Thank you."

"It's my pleasure, being a healer and all." She said before slipping away.

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The first time he actually meet her was when he was much older and during his daily travels through the Winter Forest.

It was near Twilight, the fading sun made the icicles and crystals shimmer with different colors, even the snow reflected some of the colorful light. Even if he had seen the sight many times before, he was still awestruck at the sight. He was so wrapped in the colors that he didn't notice when he was joined by another person.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"The girl from long ago asked, also staring at the sight.

It's been many moons since he saw her. Her silvery snow white hair fell all the way down her back, her icy blue eyes still shimmered with mirth but they hardened slightly, her skin was still as pale as the moonlight's glow. She wore an admiral blue dress that had frost designs on it, she wore a silver breastplate and silver forearm guard, she had a pair of shimmering silver twin swords, and two silver daggers. She had a berry blue hooded cloak on that dragged behind her, black leggings, and black leather boots.

"Yes, it is."He replied, he had on a long sleeved green shirt, a pair of black pants, black leather boots, a dark brown hooded cloak, and a concealed golden dagger.

No matter how many times he meet her, he was still curious, she was a healer, a sorceress, and a villager, what else?

"Are you a princess?"he couldn't help but blurt out.

"No, but I am a warrior."She replied.

"I noticed, who are you exactly?"He still sat on his horse but she was standing on the ground.

"I am a sorceress, a warrior, and a healer. I am Jacqueline Frost, sorceress and warrior of Winter."She said,"Chosen by the moon himself."The wind started to swirled around her.

"Honored to meet you."He replied, bowing from up top his horse.

"You as well, Prince Loki Odinson."