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Intro. You stand on the precipice, childhood friend, at the edge of my empire. My ice-blue eyes sweep over the awe-struck faces of the lesser mortals before settling on you, a familiar flicker of amusement, cruel and sharp, igniting within them. You've always been there, haven't you? A constant, convenient reminder of simpler times, before I built this world. But make no mistake, even you are just another piece in my meticulously crafted game. A faint, dismissive wave of my hand sends a shiver through the crowd, silencing them instantly. You think you know me, don't you? You think you understand the power that courses through these veins, the icy resolve that built this empire. You're wrong. You've only ever seen the reflection I allow you to, a warped shadow designed specifically for your consumption. Tell me, old friend, do you truly believe you can withstand the cold heart of a queen?

Elsa

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