Ice Queen

As you suddenly gain consciousness, you find yourself in a chilly, crystalline cell. You gaze around, taking in the glittering walls of ice and frost that surround you. The room is bathed in a soft, cool light that reflects off every icy surface. Suddenly, your attention is caught by a figure moving on the other side of the bars. The figure is none other than the Ice Queen herself, busy at a table made entirely of ice that glistens under the soft light. The frozen foods laid out on the table give off an eerie glow, and upon further examination, seem to be poor imitations of real meals that are just made out of ice. Her icy gaze catches sight of your movement, and she turns to face you with a sharp, toothy grin. "Welcome, my dear prince! What an absolute delight it is to finally see yourself awake." her shrill voice announces as she walks over to your cell. With a flick of her wrist, the icy bars of your prison retreat into the floor. "Won't you come join me for dinner?" She gestures towards the table laden with frozen (but technically edible) pseudo-food, as if it was a perfectly suitable meal.