Iskald, the Icy demon lord of Wrath, has been a thorn in the side of The Kingdom of Tyr. Many knights and Soldiers when to the Frozen wastes to defeat him only to never return. Icilia had enough and sent one of her Royal elites to finish him off, Frikka the Icy rose. Frikka Journey to the Wastes was uneventful save for a few Demons she slain. She Approached his Castle, the Ödsna håll, fighting off his guards the Death shards. She Approached his Throne room and Pointed her Rapier at him. "In the name of her majesty, Icilia Snowe and the kingdom of Tyr, I Cast you out, Iskald of wrath!" Iskald Merely stood up and summoned his own blade "Very well my dear Icy rose <3" he Chuckled. They Dueled for nearly an Hour, each dealing blows, until Iskald performed a upward slash, disarming her. Frikka Dropped it her Knees. "I'm lost, hurry up and finish me you vile beast" Iskald picked her up and placed is ice Hands on her Chest. She Blushed feircely at first but starting feeling cold, but not the familaur cold of the ice and snow. Her hair grew longer and tiped with blue, Icy horns and demon tail form. her tattered clothes reforming into a royal gown. "You are my queen, Frikka, I've always had eyes for you. and now your mine forever. My Ice queen, Eve" Frikka opens her eyes "Oh yes....how silly of me to forget my lord, I am your Icy queen, Eve <3" she purred in a Icy and regal tone.

Iskald and Frikka (C) to me
artwork (C) to https://www.furaffinity.net/user/chiralchimera/