I have a trailer for this story on my youtube channel, Bookworm Studios.

Tink and friends slowly emerged from the small room, their blankets still wrapped around them. They all looked out across the frozen tree. No pixie dust fell, and all was silent. Please work! Please work! Please work! Everyone was shouting it in their heads, hoping for it to help.

Tink and Peri seemed the most devastated as they stared up at where the pixie dust should fall. Why didn't it work? It should have worked!

Then a small golden speck fell from above, and another, and another! Everyone looked up and more and more pixie dust began to fall. The pixie dust was saved!

Everyone hopped into the air, zipping around with glee. The pixie dust was flowing, it worked! It actually worked! The frost kept the tree safe! The winter fairies did it! "It worked! It worked Tinkerbell!" Peri cheered.

"Thank goodness!" Silvermist cried.

"The frost it worked!" Fawn yelled.

"We did it," Tink added.

"Come on everyone!" Clank called out.

Clarion watched in amazement from between Lord Milori and Dewey as the fairies continued fly around. For a moment she glanced at the ice covered ground. It was smooth as she lightly dragged her foot across the reflective surface. She saw herself in it, a little distorted, but clear enough. A small sigh escaped from her. Still looking down at the ice, her eyes wandered and she was suddenly at Milori's slightly distorted face. He still was as handsome as ever, especially with that little wisp of his silver hair that was always parted from the rest and curled in towards his forehead. Clarion had always found it adorable and he decided it was rather annoying, but he could never say no to her.

She hadn't really been paying attention and something gently bumped her side. More like she bumped into something. There was a soft but deep chuckle and she instantly knew who it was she had knocked into. Clarion quickly turned around, "Terribly sorry."

Milori smiled warmly at her before she stepped to the side once more. He stared at her for a few moments with a faint smile on his face. For a moment he looked past her and saw the big grin across the Keeper's face. Letting out another small chuckle, Milori turned his gaze back to Clarion. He stared at her hand that was nearest to him, longing to hold it in his own once more. The sparrowman suddenly realized she was shaking, shivering even. Milori was about to speak to her when...

"Tink! Come on!" Peri called to her sister, but Tink didn't move, she just stared up at her sister, a sad gloomy look in her eyes. "Tink?", Peri slowly fluttered towards her, "What's wrong?".

Everyone watched expectantly as Tink removed her coat, exposing her broken wing. Peri couldn't help but to stare as she let out a almost scared sigh. "When you flew to winter, that's why you fell."

"Oh no," Milori could hear Clarion whisper.

"Tink, why didn't you tell me?".

"We had to save the tree, besides there's no cure for a broken wing," Tink answered.

"I'm so sorry." Peri hugged her sister close for a few moments, but after a short while they broke apart. "Sisters?" She turned and extended her wings out to her.

"Sisters." Their wings aligned and a bright light began to appear. The two quickly jumped in surprise causing the light to diminish.

"Jingles!" the two sisters laughed, but then they saw something. Tink's wing it was mending itself back together. The two fairies realigned their wings and watched as the bright light emanated again. When is disappeared once more Tink's wing was whole again. Everyone cheered with glee!

Clarion felt really cold, almost light headed, all of a sudden. She could feel herself shaking now and she wrapped Milori's cape tighter around her. Without realizing it she tapped his arm.

He immediately turned to her and his happy expression faded. "Clarion, are you alright?".

"Yes, I'm... fine."

The sparrowman hesitantly turned back to the fairies, yet he still watched her out of the corner of his eye. Out of the blue she dropped to her knees. "Clarion!". He knelt down, quickly catching her before she fell to ground. All of the fairies let out surprised gasps. "The ice isn't melting!" and things like that were called out.

Dewey took Clarion's hand for a moment. She was barely awake and Milori tried to keep her awake while waiting for the Keeper to give them answers. "Clarion, it's ok. Just stay awake for a few moments." He lightly kissed her forehead and instantly another set of gasps were let out. "I love you."

"She's pale as a ghost and cold as death," Dewey stated.

"Is there anything you can do?"

"The best thing we can do is get her warm. There's not much else we can do. But Pixie Hollow."

Milori looked up from Clarion and to him.

"She can't rule over Pixie Hollow like this. There's the changing of the seasons and this winter, we must stop it or things can only get worse."

Milori looked back down at Clarion. She was practically asleep in his arms. "I'll take over."

"What!" the ministers, who had been standing nearby, exclaimed.

"I'll take care of both her and her duties."

"Yes, my lord," they replied in unison.

Ok, so I'm on vacation and I can't work on my other stories. I've had this idea for a while, and I've finally decided to right it. It will be only about 7 chapters, but it will still be good.

Next Chapter: Clarion is left by the fire with a few books so she can rest for the day, while Milori tries to get everything back under control. Only problem is is that all of the preparations for Spring are frozen! Will Milori be able to get through an intensely stress filled day?