<span style="color: #80FFFF">She was delighted to hear that Lilian had enjoyed the music that had been played. Saw the expression of joy on the other's face, and it warmed her up inside, despite the cold all around them in the icy music room. Her eyes widen slightly when she saw the violin reappearing within Lilian's hands, and was even more surprised when the other fairy suggested they play together. However, she smiles shyly, before putting her fingers once more to the icy strings of her harp, and begins to play.<br/><br/>Lilian then joins her, and the music was even more beautiful than when they played alone. Her eyes were half way closed, and she could see the fire from the other fairy beginning to dance. It twirled and swirled mid air, and not before too long the wind carrying the snow begins to dance as well, mixing and mingling with the flames, as if the two elements were dancing together. It was majestic and surely a sight to see. Enough to take your breath away.<br/><br/>It was over all too soon, leaving Glaciea breathless, she could still hear the music playing, echoing all around her. Looking to Lilian, she smiles. It was an honor to be praised by Lilian, but before she could thank the other, Lilian speaks up once more, after bowing to someone at the door. Standing from her chair, she looks to the door and blinks, before the color drains from her face. "Hello Father." She says quietly. Hands folded in front of her, head bowed slightly.<br/><br/>Only when Glaciea addresses him does he step in to the room. "Good afternoon Glaciea. Good afternoon... to you as well. Who might you be?" He crosses his arms over his chest, and even though he had a smile on his face, the look in his eyes were anything but kind. They had a suspicious look, as if he didn't trust Lilian. After Lilian introduces himself, he speaks again. "I am the Ice King Nix. It's a...pleasure...to meet you." Just as his wife Bruma was beautiful, Nix, the king, was handsome. A sculpted face, blue eyes that were the color of the most pristine and clear waters, long hair the color of frosted snow and looked as if it felt like soft silk. Even his voice was gorgeous, despite the tone it had at the moment.<br/><br/>What was shocking about him was the fact he only had one wing, simple yet elegant in appearance, it was shiny and rather see through, like frosty ice, and had a swirling design on it. The remnants of the other looked as if it had burned away, the edge tattered and charred. "I see you've been playing. It's been quite a while since you've been in here...But I didn't know you liked to bring guests here..." Nix says, looking directly at Glaciea now.<br/><br/>"I, uh...well, she loves music too, and well, I wanted to show her it...because of...music." She ends lamely, blushing lightly. Her eyes were still downcast, and she had not once looked up from the floor. "Well...just make sure that nothing happens. I wouldn't want to be responsible if something...problematic...were to happen..." He walks over to Glaciea, kisses her quickly on the forehead, before turning around and leaving, once more looking at Lilian as he walks past her. If eyes could speak, they'd be saying 'I'm going to keep a watch on you.'<br/><br/>The door closes, and silence enveloped them. Glaciea sits down on her chair, once again biting her bottom lip. After a moment she speaks up, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm sorry about him...He's...just had a bad past is all...Please don't be angry with him..." Wringing her hands on her lap, she glances up at Lilian, hoping that the girl wasn't upset with her father.</span>