The halls of the vicious ice land had no affect on the ruler of vanity.She stood proud and bold with her cold dark blue gown that swept behind as she walked.

Bow down her only command.Anyone bidding to her will like lap dogs for her enjoyment.She stepped out of the carriage with ever grace as a silent killer.

Greeted at the gates by mere servants,gliding through the shivers of fear and admiration.Each side of her throne room stood her loyal guardians stood ready for any bidding with their gifts of powers.

She slowly stepped up the icicle stairs to her motionless throne.They bowed one by one to their master,the MAMA.