[Cards] Frosty Top Hat (Patreon)

"Tiroth, what's this about? It's still dark out."

Reh blinked sleep from her eyes and saw the tiefling in a worn hat and ragged coattails. It'd be comical, if his proud smile didn't make it utterly endearing as he reached out to her.

"Just come with me, dear."

Reh took his hand, and with a click of his heels the two vanished, reappearing in a snowbound glade with a mountaintop view stretching miles to the east. As the half orc gasped, Tiroth led her to a candlelit table in the otherwise untouched wilds, set with covered dishes.

"Demonheart, when did you—"

"A few months back, we were tracking reports of a white dragon. While I was inexpert in finding our quarry, I did stumble on this place. And the hat…" he said, grabbing it and rolling it down his arm, "attribute it to a gift in making friends. Your service, please."

And standing next to Tiroth was a man of snow. With a bow, the figure pulled out Tiroth's seat and began to serve the fine meal.

"Dear, you didn't need to go to all this work."

"When it's for us, nothing is work."

Their meal passed in harmonious silence, enjoying the warmth of their company and heedless of the servant's wordless service or the lightening sky. Soon enough the table was cleared, and Tiroth looked to Reh with a roguish smile.

"A bit of light music, if you would."

As the snowman drew a violin from beneath the table and began to play, Tiroth reached out and pulled her into a slow, gentle dance.

And as the sun rose, the two stared into one another's eyes, the icy figure's accompaniment fading into their beautiful new day.