<span style="color: #FFBF00"><div style="text-align: center;">Nodding at the princess, who was trying to insure her. Over her fathers actions. But it had still made her wonder what had happened, to king's wing. She knew she was to ask her mother or father once she got home. If they don't answer, she knew who would. Her right hand would tell her. <br/><br/>Following the other fairy. She had stood in the hall politely. Watching her closing the door firmly. She looked at the design on the door more as she watched. Once again being lead to another room. She had watch the fairy in front of her. The elegant's of the fairy. It reminded her of snow. How beautiful it moved in the cold air.  Gently moving to its destination. She was truly the Snow of Deioun.<br/><br/>Passing though the halls. She had nodded her head to people. As to greet them, as she had passed. Noticing they had different color hair then the royal. It had now been insured, that it wasn't just the Aesir fairies. As her mother had long Wheat Gold Blonde hair, as her father had a light grass yellow green hair. The rest of the city, brown hair or plain blonde. <br/><br/>Lilian couldn't stop .Once approaching the room. She was in aw, when the door opened. The room was made of all ice. It had concerned Lilian, because she didn't know much about the city. Even when she asked her right hand. "It's a city of wonder." She was told. So to her, she knew the city as a Wonderland. It reminded her as Christmas was around the corner in the human world. They would say "What a wonderland." When the snow would fall. Sticking to the ground, as the snow piled itself onto each flake. <br/><br/>Coming into the room, seeing how gorgeous it was to her. She thought she was amazed by her city. It was more beautiful then her own. She had compared the detail to everything, between the two cities. She could see why her right hand assistant had said to visit the winter city. The royal's of Deioun, did know that. She had hoped to visit for awhile. but if she was unwelcome. Then she would head to her next on her "Places to Visit" list.  <br/><br/>Turning to bow at the Snow of Deioun. She was happy to hear, that she couldn't melt anything. It was nice, because she had finally let her normal amount of fire out. It was like the end of a fire. Where<a class="postlink" href="http://previews.123rf.com/images/choreograph/choreograph1005/choreograph100500049/7010611-bright-flamy-symbol-on-the-black-background-Stock-Photo-fire-girl-fashion.jpg">fire</a> would be here and there. On her shoulders, like ember. She then smiled warmly. Relaxed once more. Being she had finally was able to let her embers out. She was called the sun, for she glowwed like one. Flames flicking off of her, like the sun blazing in space. <br/><br/>Lilian bowed in thanks. "I would very much like that. If it would be okay I would like to sit across from you at the table. I don't want to hurt you, if I stand next to you." She cared for even her own family, over her fire. For she had been warned, that not everyone can handle the sun. No one could handle the whole power of the sun." This made her very uneasy. For she was still learning her powers. Before Glaciea left, Lilian had thanked her, for the room. "I would love to see anymore place's you favor." Lilian blush's, darting her eyes down. Lowering her head. Trying to hide her blush. It would have work, if it wasn't for her fire turning back into her blue flame. <br/><br/>Once Glaciea had left, Lilian had her fire turn back into her normal color. Finding the fire place, she had pointed her hand towards it. Blasting a fire ball into the fire place. Lilian had laid into the bed, thinking about all that she had experienced that day. Sighing as she laid on the bed, closing her eyes. As sleep over came her. After she thought a good amount of time.</div></span>