The snow was up to their knees and Niko was wearing six scarves.
Not because it was cold (he didn't feel cold), but because Nyxarte kept layering them on him saying things like "you look like a cinnamon roll," and "you'll overheat from love instead of frostbite." It worked. He was sweating cutely.
Amelisia's icy sister realm, Gelivara, welcomed them with glittering trees and skies that snowed down marshmallow flakes instead of regular snow. Yeah. This wasn't Earth logic anymore. This was vacation with main-character energy.
"What's the itinerary?" Niko asked, nose peeking from his scarf stack.
"There is no plan," Nyxarte said, flopping into a snowbank. "Only vibes."
He slowly fell beside her, arms flailing. The snow was so soft it squeaked.
They built the world's most chaotic snowman—it had four eyes, three scarves, no nose, and Niko's sock as a hat. They named it "Snowzart" because it looked like it composed confusing symphonies in its spare time.
Nyxarte enchanted it with magic. It sang jazz every time someone complimented it. A local kid cried. Niko cheered.
Then came the sledding.
"Babe, this slope is basically vertical."
"Exactly. Buckle up."
Nyxarte conjured a sled shaped like a rainbow donut with rocket boosters. Niko did not consent to that design. They screamed all the way down, crashed into a snowdrift shaped like a heart, and accidentally made the front page of the Gelivara News under the headline:
"Queen and Husband Cause Sled Quake. Locals Approve."
That night, they sat in a hot spring surrounded by icicles that glowed like moon shards. Nyxarte traced tiny star doodles into the steam. Niko leaned against her shoulder, sighing with a tiny blush.
"You smell like candy and snow," he murmured.
"You smell like burnt circuits and cinnamon," she replied.
"...Wait. That second one—"
"Yeah you might be overheating again."
They stayed until the stars came out, resting together in a crystal igloo Nyxarte conjured from stardust and dreams.
Everything was peaceful.
But her heart?
Not quiet.
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Static Stars & Binary Scars
Fanfiction🌠 Nyxarte Velzorynth wasn't born - she was. A red dwarf star who crash-landed to Earth, caught by Vox and co-parented with Alastor. From flame to :3-faced child, she grew fast - cold yet glowing. Hair like space, eyes of balance and power, heart ma...
