It was a spell of sorts--she didn't quite know if they had cast it on her on purpose hoặc bởi accident. To be honest it didn't matter at all...
not anymore anyhow.
After awakening from the haze that the spell had put on her Icy's initial instinct was to become angry--that kind of thing always came naturally to her. But putting some rational thought into play, she had to admit, the whole thing was actually rather...tolerable? No, not tolerable, enjoyable. The ice witch had had her fair share of adoration, but this was different. While under this spell, people actually seemed to care for her...and...
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