King Frost

King Frost was silently crying.
The thought of his dead wife never left his mind
but it was even deeper in his heart today.
It was her death anniversary,
the first one.
The whole kingdom was frozen from his sadness
and the time seemed to not pass.
Still, the hateful day went by,
and everything returned to normal.
Only his sadness remained,
to remind him what he had lost.
and what he had done wrong.
War was to be avoided,
not to be embraced,
not to die in glory,
but to live in harmony.
King Frost had learned his lesson,
and revenge didn't cloud his mind.
He was king frost no more,
he was warm.