~# The Barbarian Women
From the frozen north. From the barbarian territories. From the tribes that had been — decimated. The king was dead. The palace was destroyed. The tribes were — scattered. But the women — the ability holders — were still there.
Two sisters. Twins. From the Ice Fang tribe. Their hair was white. Their eyes were blue. Their bodies were — muscular. Thick. The bodies of women who had grown in the cold. Who had fought the cold. Who had — survived. Their ability — the Frost Touch. The power to freeze anything they touched. They were eighteen. They had never been with a man.
"Mother," the first sister said. Her name was Kira. Not the Nightmare Kira. A different Kira. "We are going. To the sea city. To serve the kingdom."
"Will you be safe?" the mother said. Her face was lined. Her eyes were worried. The face of a woman who has lost a husband and who is losing daughters.
