A visitor in the night
Sanzher eyes grew heavy, ushering him to join his wife in her dream state. After a few turns under the bedding, he fell asleep spooning Diana with his arm over her body akin to a bird shielding it's chicks from frost with its wing. The room grew quiet with only the wheezing Sanzher made as the only din. As his body slumped deeper into slumber, Sanzher's body was transported to a different plain.
Sanzher walked in the snow in nothing but his pants and boots. The brisk chill did not affect him at all as he walked through the tall leafless birch trees.
''You are almost there,'' a voice called out to him. Guiding him through the eerie forest's heavy mist.
Sanzher continued to walk until he reached a clearing in the forest where a large tree had once stood, leaving only its dead trunk as a fossil.
''There, there! You have made it, my love!'' the voice continued. elated by Sanzher's efforts.
''Where are you?'' he bellowed. ''Show yourself to me!'' he demanded.
''All will be unveiled soon enough, my love,''
''I know it's you. I saw you in the woods earlier.'' Sanzher stated.
''Then why didn't you greet me?'' the voice said teasingly.
''Please, show yourself!'' Sanzher implored.
''Soon, my love. Soon.'' the voice assured. ''I have one question to ask you, my love,''
''Speak your mind,'' Sanzher said cautiously
''Why didn't you tell your father that you saw me in the forest?'' the voice purred in the wind.
''Why, because if it weren't for you, I'm certain if it wasn't the wolves that killed us, we'd have died anyway atop that peak from the wounds they would've inflicted.''
As the last words left his tongue, all remained still. He knew he was being watched. Slowly, Sanzher turned around to inspect the space behind him only to have before him the most glorious sight his human eyes had ever set upon.
She stood a few yards away from Sanzher, wearing a vermillion hooded cape that shielded her face. Sanzher froze to the spot. He was unsure what to do. He whipped out a sharp dagger from its sheath which he then waved in the air in an effort to intimidate her.
Slowly, the figure raised its hands to its hood and swung it back. Instantly, Sanzher's dagger disintegrated in his hand like ash with the flakes wafting away in the air. He was mesmerised as he watched her large sea of silvery locks flow in the wind. She was indeed enchanting, demanding every ounce of splendour.
''You are The Snow Queen?'' he said fully aware who she is.
''Come to me,''
''You saved my life. You saved my friends lives as well,'' Sanzher said falling to her feet.
''I had to save you, my love,'' she said running her fingers through his long wet hair. ''Let's escape the harsh wind and go to my lair. It is warm and you will regain your strength,''
''I will follow you to the ends of the earth, my Queen,'' Sanzher said blown away by her majesty.
''Rise, my love and come into me,'' the Snow Queen said opening up her vermillion cape wide to shelter Sanzher's naked torso. She wrapped her arms tightly around Sanzher.
Sanzher shot up from the bed. he had beads of cold sweat trickling down his back and forehead. He didn't know what frightened him more - the fact that his body felt cold or the fact that he was now naked and his wive's white sleeping gown was hoisted all the way up to her navel.
Catch the continuation next Thursday for the next installment
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