Almost one hundred years ago, the calamity of the ice queen happened. She appeared out of nowhere from the badlands, freezing the world around her and using little understood magic to raise an army of the frozen dead.

Your grandfather managed to seal her in an epic struggle, but no seal holds forever.

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A week ago, you ascended the throne of your kingdom. A day ago, your worst problem was the complaints about taxation. Now, she is back.

The Ice Queen.

The Ivory End.

Winter made manifest.

The literal frigid bitch, as your grandfather called her.

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Do not screw this up.