Mab could not tear her colorless eyes away from the small image of Hellifyno. The planet appearing like a marble to her palm, the black clouds covering it until it looks almost entirely black. The sun hanging, lifeless, in the distance... and it was all her doing. Years of planning finally paid off! Shadows jumping and hazing the land like a furious disease! Oh, how she wished she could see…

The Winter Queen of the Unseelie Court was not one to cross. Her epithets: The Cold One, The Chilly Bitch and Cruel and Black-Hearted suited her very well, having circulated throughout both courts for several thousand years. This war seemed to be begging more of Oberon’s attention than hers, him…