The snowflakes had just begun to fall silently to the ground in the moonlight as two figurines stood on a snow laden hill, silhouetted against the midnight sky.
“You ready for this?” The voice was that of a teenage boy.
“All my life.” The girl’s words echoed, lingering in the light of the moon beams.
“So am I.” The boy echoed back. His black hair waved in the wind carelessly, the blue highlights that adorned the tips shimmering faintly in the moonlight.
The girl began walking down the hill, crisp snow crunching with every step.
“Then let’s go.” revenge filled her voice. Her own black hair fluttered in the wind, the red that adorned the tips shimmering faintly in the light of the full moon as well.
At the bottom of the hill two snow white horses pawed the ground, their breath frosting in the winter air. She mounted the horse, her eyes gazing into the trees.
“Azure…” The girl forced herself to look away from the forest and towards the boy who was halfway down the hill.
“What?” she asked as a winter wind sent shivers down both of their spines.
“Good luck…” His voice grew soft but his eyes were locked with Azure’s. “And be careful.” He hopped on his horse as well.
“Don’t worry, Zandalar, I’ve been training for this all my life.” she forced a grin to crawl across her face, and then reigned her horse towards the castle that was below them in the white valley. She clicked her tongue twice to get the horse galloping and then was on her way to the castle.
Zandalar trotted at a slower pace, but was right behind Azure. He glanced up at the sky, and then to the castle. A light had been lit at the castle; Azure had already made her appearance, now it was his turn.
