Prologue
“Princess Celestia? What’s this?” Twilight Sparkle said looking over a book.
“That would be my very old journal from when I was just a young little silly filly,” she said, “You can look through it if you want, it’s public access.”
She did so, but then eventually spoke up again, “Princess Celestia, you never told me that you had a third sister,” she said looking at the journal.
“I don’t, but she was like a sister to me,” she said walking over and reading the entry, “Winter Frost wanted to play with Luna and me Today, but I ignored her, honestly she can really feel and be like a part of the family sometimes, like a sister. Like a sister, Twilight, not a sister, but yes, she was very close to us.”
“What happened to her exactly? Twilight said, “Because it must have been really bad or sad if you never talk about her, I mean, what did happen?”
“She went on her own pathway, but yes, I don’t talk about her very much since she has her own kingdom, but where she was once kind and fair, now her heart is cold and cruel not through any fault of her own, but after I tell you the story you will understand why she has two different names, both being used when her mood or emotions change, Winter Storm she would sometimes be called when she got angry, but then it changed into the nickname Blizzard.
But that is for later, for now we must start where it all began, and that is not here in the Royal Canterlot Public Library, no, this takes place in our castle, in a room that we have never shown to any pony else and always kept hidden.”
And with that said Celestia lit up her horn and teleported them to a room that Twilight had never seen before. And at once she noticed journals and toys and also that the room was very cold, so cold that she could see her breath.
“W-why is it c-cold in h-here?” Twilight said chattering her teeth.
“Did the name Winter Frost not give you a clue or hint as to how she lived? Honestly Twilight I expected more from you, but the reason it is cold is because she always liked and loved it to be cold, and that’s why she rules over the ice ponies in the far frozen icy cold lands of the north. That and she really doesn’t like or love or enjoy the presence and words of any pony except for me and my sister. But she wasn’t always as cold and cruel as she is now, once she had a very open warm heart, once she was one of the most beautiful mares in the land, once she had glory, but now all she has is a cold cruel reflection and misguided power, now all she has is a cold cruel broken heart that is shattered into many pieces, but if you are to understand then please don’t interrupt and just listen, now long ago when my sister and I were very young our parents decided to surprise us with a very special guest and announcement too.”