Editing Character:Bright Snow (section)

===Early Life and Exaltation===
''Once upon a time there was a girl, who had been born with the skin and hair of fairest snow.  Daughter of to a Queen of Frost and Snow, though the girl did not know it as she and a newborn babe had been switched just after their births, she had been raised by a poor farmer for a nearby kingdom. And all her growing up she was happy, though saddled with being poor and envious neighbours.''
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''The girl caught the eye of the local Prince, who fell madly in love with her though he was destined to marry a woman of a neighbouring kingdom ending the skirmishes between them once and for all. Mad with lust he spurned his arranged marriage and took the girl with snow white hair and skin for his bride, among many of the citizens rumours sprang, their prince bewitched but nought was done. Furious and humiliated the neighbouring kingdom’s spurned bride ordered the girl’s head.''
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''War broke out with both the kingdom’s fighting for one woman and the Queen waited, while the summer saw many a field of blood. Her revenge to see the kingdom fall had worked beyond her wildest expectations and happily she awaited a joyous reunion with her daughter. Happily she sent her men to raid both sides, taking captives and allowing her men to play mercenary when they were asked and when summer turned to autumn and then autumn turned to winter she smiled, knowing neither would see another spring. ''
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''On a tide of madness, her legions marched to drum and trumpet and harpsichord. Reaching the walls of the kingdoms, torn and damaged by two months campaigning she bid her daughter welcome and bade her plan complete. Betrayed by her, whom he had thrown away, all for the Prince fell to despair. To the gates he walked and opened them for all to come, his bride in anguish all undone.''
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''But the girl she loved her husband still and as the kingdom burned, she met with her mother to try and save her maddened lover. Laughed did she, the Winter Queen, at the daughters foolish whim. She took a hundred slaves, both daughter and Prince among them for the amusement of her court. There the girl lay ravaged, along with her Prince by those so fair and glamorous. ''
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''Still she waited, the Queen had underestimated the defence the madness in her veins gave and when the games they played lulled, though she was near mindless, she did escape with husband in tow. They fled the court and stumbled through the Wyld eventually reaching a glade beyond the marches. It was there of course her plan was shown to be undone, a final cruel game of the Queen. From behind the Queen’s laughter came, fading, as men and bedraggled women came from the trees, survivors of their kingdom, angry at their Prince’s betrayal. And that should have been the story's end. But it is not…''
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''Beaten, starved and left to die of exposure the two lay side by side for three whole days. Near dusk of the first day the prince, her husband died. Aghast, distraught and now alone she wept and thought of life, even as she lay dying. Though she did not die and two more nights and two more days she did this, alternating between weeping and raging with what little of her will she had left. As the moon rose on the third night, the Lady visited her, the Lady’s eyes filled with pity and they spoke a few words. What they were none but the girl can say and she does not. When finished the lady was gone but the skyline was filled with Moonlight, glowing silver and purple with flecks of red.''
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Tales recounted by the captive rakasha entertainer, Heart of Pearl and Diamond