A Happy Ending..?

= A Happy Ending..? =
Shattered Hearts is a Wings of Fire Fanfiction based on the time between Queen Glacier's death and The Dangerous Gift. It is a guess on what and how Mink, Snowfall, and Crystal may have acted after Queen Glacier's death. Please do not edit this page without my permission unless you are adding categories or fixing spelling/grammar mistakes. Thank you, and read on!
=== Summary ===
The IceWings lived a happy live in the IceWing Kingdom. Safe from other tribes, safe from other wars, safe from NightWings. Unfortunately, all happy times come to an end. This ending in particular was the beginning of a new story.
With the shocking death of Queen Glacier comes 3 shattered souls. Mink doesn't want to accept that her mother is dead, and tries to do anything to be happy, despite it backfiring and making her feel worse. Snowfall struggles to live with her new position as queen as expectations grow. She tries to stand tall like a true queen, but on the inside, she's slowly falling down. Crystal, on the other hand, seems to be even more distant than she already was. Perhaps it's her way of handling the sudden death, or maybe she's up to something...
=== Characters Used ===
* Mink - Major Character
* Snowfall - Major Character
* Crystal - Major Character
* Queen Glacier - Minor Character
* Tundra - Minor Character
* text
== Prologue ==
It was late afternoon in the Northern IceWing kingdom, right in the middle of a blizzard.
Blizzards were normal, or.. that was what Queen Glacier thought. They happened about 2 times a week, some lasting for a short few hours, while others lasting for multiple days. This blizzard in particular was rather new, and judging by how much snow had already fell, she determined that it would only last for a little while longer- maybe by early morning at the latest. 
She walked along a square corridor located next to the large courtyard. The ice in the palace seemed to perfectly reflect the weather outside. If she looked at the floor, she saw snow with fake talonprints right where she previously walked. If she looked up at the ceiling, she saw a dark grey, cloudy sky with small, faint sunbeams stretching through the small parts in the clouds. The left wall was a large block of complete ice. The right wall had beautifully carved pillars and arches, spaced apart by about a full-grown dragon-wide gap that led to the courtyard. The light globe trees, planted at each corner of the courtyard had been covered with a thick layer of pure white snow, hiding the dark brown bark that was previously there. 
Behind her, her sister Tundra, her niece Icicle, and her daughter Crystal followed. Crystal's talonsteps were quiet and made a delicate plink as she walked. Tundra and Icicle however, seemed to scramble to keep up with Glacier's fast pace. She smirked at the thought of Icicle and Tundra having to run to keep up with her walking, but she didn't let them see that. Tundra's SkyWing teeth necklace clinked and echoed throughout the icy halls. 
"So, as I was saying, we need to prepare Icicle and Crystal as fast as possible for fighting in the war. We're running out of healthy soldiers. In fact, we probably only have a third of our army left. The rest are injured or dead." Tundra explained, a stern tone rising in her voice. She thrusted her head toward Glacier so she could see Tundra's light purple scales. Her 
"I heard you the first time, Tundra." Queen Glacier replied coldly. Tundra had been badgering her all day about battle training, the war, and preparing for new attacks. She had been worrying about the war (and maybe NightWings) for the entire day, and now she just felt tired, sick, and even more anxious than she had been earlier. I have better things to worry about than if Icicle is slightly too ambitious and crazy to fight. She could end up starting a war herself, if she put all of her effort into it. Glacier glanced at Crystal, who walked just a few talonsteps behind her. She was wearing several aquamarine wristbands along with a thin blue tinted veil. Her horns had multiple different hornrings, each one decorated with a golden bead at the center. 
Crystal seems very disinterested in fighting. Maybe she would like it if I prevented her from going. She would not be able to die, and she would be safe from the evil, horrible, murderous NightWings. 
Glacier adjusted her heavy, diamond crown. The heavy, ugly tiara was constructed with several tall icicle-like bits, each one having a sapphire at the base and the tip. It had just begun to fall sideways, and as much as Glacier would have liked to break it into a thousand pieces, she knew Tundra wouldn't appreciate it and would certainly tell the council about it. Tundra continued to talk, something about how Icicle was already trained enough, and how Crystal should be too. Glacier wasn't really paying attention. She was watching Mink, who sat not far out into the courtyard, sculpting something that looked like a worm. The tiny dragonet noticed Glacier, quickly changed a few things on the sculpture, and awkwardly ran over, tripping on her wings. 
"Mommy! Mommy! Look what I made! It's a ferret!" she squealed cheerfully. Glacier chuckled and stopped, waving her wing at Tundra and Icicle to dismiss them. Tundra sighed and turned the corner. Icicle rolled her eyes at Mink and quickly scrambled after Tundra. Mink ran up to Glacier, skidding to a stop at Glaciers front talons. 
"Ah, it looks exactly like one. " Glacier responded, smiling down and Mink. She actually thought it looked more like a worm, but she didn't want to hurt Mink's feelings. She'll get better at sculpting... hopefully. Crystal nodded with Glacier's comment, a small smile slowly creeping onto her long, elegantly curved snout. Mink blushed and fiddled with her talons shyly. 
"I made it for y-you mommy... b-b-because I know you really- you really like ferrets a lot..." Mink replied bashfully, stumbling over certain words, "These are the ears-- and- and the tail, and the- the muzzle." Mink pointed to various parts of the sculpture; despite the thing she was pointing at looking completely different from what she described. Glacier nodded, and Crystal snorted, trying to keep in a laugh. 
"Yes. I do like ferrets. I also like the small details you added. Ooh, why don't you go show Snowfall? I bet she would love it." Glacier suggested, tilting her head toward the direction of Snowfall's room. She assumed Snowfall would be there, for her school had ended a few hours ago, and her friend Lynx was visiting a IceWing village in the Southeastern IceWing kingdom, which was a day's journey from the palace. Mink perked upright and nodded quickly, clumsily running towards the hall that led to Snowfall's room. 
Glacier turned and directed a small nod at Crystal, dismissing her. Crystal dipped her head toward the ground and elegantly walked away, her talons making delicate plink sounds as they hit the icy floor. 
Glacier sighed happily as her daughter walked away, gazing out into the courtyard. The storm had already begun to clear, with more and more sunbeams shining down on the powdery, fresh snow. Glacier walked into the courtyard, smiling as the evening sun hit her back and gradually warmed her. I love all of my daughters very much. Mink is so little and sweet, Snowfall is so determined and strong, and Crystal is elegant and intelligent. They are all perfect. I won't let any NightWings- I won't let anyone hurt them. Never ever. 
= Part 1 - The Plague =
== Chapter 1 ==
She was gone. 
Queen Glacier was gone. 
She had taken her last, weak, raspy breath right in front of Crystal. And then she stopped, the only remaining sign of life from her being a tear that slid down her cold cheek. Crystal had been crying, but she tried not to show it. 
This entire thing had happened because of some ridiculous, stupid, dumb plague. A very ridiculous, stupid dumb plague. Nobody knew how it got into the IceWing Kingdom, and nobody knew why it wasn't affecting other tribes. Just the IceWings, which were the best tribe out of all the other stupid tribes on Pyrrhia. How ironic. 
Slowly but surely, the plague had spread from dragon to dragon, giving them long coughing fits, dizziness when walking or running, and splitting headaches. Crystal was fortunate to get a milder version of the plague-- or so, that's what she thought it was. She had short coughing fits and slight dizziness, but she didn't let that stop her. Other dragons... had a harder time dealing with the plauge. 
Dragons like her mother 
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