Dancing Blue Snow

Xue! The man called softly to the woman beside him. She turned over, exhausted, and fell asleep. The lingering traces of their lovemaking still clung to her. Xue! His hand slid to her wrist, and his gaze gradually turned cold. No! She sprang awake, staring at him in disbelief. Feeling the energy draining from her body, she summoned all her strength to ask one last question. Who are you? The Demon King, Dickens! He gave a cruel smile. The Feather Realm and the Demon Realm were sworn enemies, as incompatible as fire and water. Years ago, her carelessness had nearly destroyed the Feather Clan. She had almost been torn from existence herself. Fortunately, the elders had protected her, allowing her to be reborn in mortal form and recover in the human world. At last, the twenty years were up, and her magic returned. Then, thanks to the Water Spirit Pearl, she was able to return to the Feather Realm. Dickens, our war is only just beginning…