<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FFBF00">It came to Lilian's, that the city was more wondrous then she had imagined. It was more beautiful then the night's, she was homeless in the streets in the human realm. The street lamps glowing in the snow. As she watched the snow fall. The queen was jewel. Beautiful as a diamond. Each angle as beautiful as the others. As the queen had came down to Lilian, she stood straight. As to keep her composer. The cold was starting to split though her jacket. Lilian had looked at the queen with her amber eyes. <br/><br/>"Your Highness, I promise trouble will not come to the city by my presents. Though I may say I might accidentally melt something. But I will do my best not to." Lilian bowed her head slightly. But as Lilian bowed her head. She saw a snowflake turn into a crystal. Lilian had took the necklace gently out of the queens cold hand. Putting the necklace on. She had place the chain around the folds of her hood. As to not touch her skin. The chain was cold and she didn't want to melt the snowflake. Thanking the queen for the pass. "I'm sure I'll be meeting the others later." Lilian gave a warm smile. <br/><br/>As the queen looked over Lilian. Lillian was getting colder as she stood close to the queen. She had hoped that her family was in good accords with Deioun city. "I am the Sun of the Nevernever. You may call me Lilian. I am the lost princess of Aesir." Lilian spoke with formal composer. As she introduced herself to her the queen. As the queen went up Lilian had thanked the queen on letting her roam around the city and letting her be at the city. Lilian bowed one last time as she turned sharply as her coat flowed outwards as she turned. Her fabric ruffling as it settle back to her side. To make her way to see where her feet lead her. <br/><br/>The snow had melted as she had walked anywhere she step. Each step would had glowed red as she walked. But she had held her power in as deep as she could. It wasn't to hard. But she kept a little going to keep herself warm. She walked out of throne room. To find a arch way to a garden. Lilian slowly walked into the garden as she had gazed at each plant. Snow covering the top part of the plant. Whatever the snow could cover. It would gather with all the other glistening snow. Adding the wait little by little. Plants drooping down. Under the wait of the layering of the snow. <br/><br/>Lilian looked behind her. Seeing the snow melting under her feet. She focused more to try to not have any of her fire in her feet. Stopping to look at each detail in the garden. She had couldn't help feeling like a song in her soul. Lilian had black smoke forming around her hands. The smoke turned into her Violin and bow. She had smiled in delight. She had found herself getting the hang of summoning. She had looked around not seeing anyone around. She had set her fire into her violin. The would be confined like a campfire. Lilian needed to let some of her fire out. Lilian's fire wings were faint. But moved slightly as she started to play. Her violin sang as her bow turned into fire dancing on the red hot strings. The music made the flames dance into the sky. Telling a story to some. <br/><br/>Lilian had swayed as her bow sang across the strings. She wanted to dance around. But had not wanted to melt the beautiful palace. While she had to focus on keeping her fire down. She was till learning to control her Sun powers. Playing her Violin as she played near <br/><br/>~~~~~</span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FFFF00">Legend Of The Sun:<br/><br/>As the Fairies of Seasons were made. The Gods had to make a summer fae. That was the one thing of summer. Taking a piece of the sun, forming it into flesh. They made it so the Sun was the guide of the Fairies. As all the seasons needed the Sun.  It was to keep the fairies not separated. But after the death of the first Sun, had died. The fairies had started to fight and become more selfish. Wanting the season to be longer. Or just keeping the staff of Terra. Just to start a war with the other season. But there would be hope to those who would live the day to see another Sun. The gods had made a princess of the Summer fairies. It was the daughter after the daughter of the sun. </span></div>