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Deirdre Winters; The Snow Queen (snow_bees) wrote in bellumlogs,

P1, 11:59 pm
The Snow Queen had spent her entire day in her castle, tending to her new child. The snow lingered in the corners of the rooms, occasionally swirling around her, though she tried to control it as best she could to keep the baby warm enough.

When the clock shivered back over to 11:59 pm, Deirdre blinked a few times, standing next to her bed in her nightgown and robe, feet now freezing in the snow that was still there, and staring down at a child that was most definitely not hers. Her breath caught in her throat at the fear and worry that hit her, forcing her to sit on the edge of the bed as her knees momentarily gave out, cursing softly to herself. The memories filled her mind, vivid and nonsensical, and she searched out the one that would give her the information she needed.

Whose baby was this?

Everything else could wait...