The Frostgrip Heir

 A falling waterfall brings a sense of calm and peace to Músvǫllr. The Holy Ones circled around Seraphic. This residence had gigantic wings that created an intriguing ambiance. All Holy Ones had a Seraphic. And there was the Nasira, a long rectangular building that kept the baby Holy Ones. 

It was Room who named and nurtured Princess Nasennia. He recalled when she was a baby. She had this peculiar birthmark on the side of her face. It was the Divine Authority that told the birthmark was a bone. The Holy Ones called the mark on the side of her face The Chosen Brand. It was in the shape of a rib and Nasennia missed a rib on her right side. The Divine Authority said the rib on right side was Dumb. "That rib was placed specifically inside her to keep her still but now it rest on her face, granting the presence of the divine."

It was at the age of 9 that she started showing magic. The Silent Benediction, the Divine Authority, called her the Angel Whisperer. Though, she wasn't born with wings.

On the other side of Músvǫllr. They walked the ground and the Holy Ones said this was damning. The Bone Mages could talk and didn't live rich like the Holy Ones. The ground was vacant. The relics of human effort gradually fall to nature's advances, symbolizing both loss and rejuvenation. 

The Bone Mages had blue flames emerging from their mouths. The All Hail was a massive skeleton with blue fire powering out his eyes constantly. And the Sovereign Viscount read from the The Black Ossuary. "We acknowledge this heir, a child in form and spirit, as lord of all that lies within the realm of shadows, despite being bound by the chains of undeath and the legacy of the grave." The Eirlys held the child of All Hail. She was just like her mother. She had white, crystalized skin. And absent of a pinky like her father. This was a good sign. Upon her birth, the pinky grew back and froze over. The Bone Mages measured pinky. They were pleased to reveal that the pinky frozen over was eight inches long. "The Frostgrip!" they prayed before the heir. "And she is female!"

"Grant this heir the strength to rise above their bondservant state, to embrace the mantle of leadership bestowed upon them by ancient rites. May their bones be fortified with Your enduring power, and their spirit illuminated by Your eternal light." the Sovereign Viscount finished.

"My lord, she has the Frostgrip and she was born with skin like her mother." The All Hail opened his mouth in happiness. He was 511 feet tall with 30 inches attached to his toes. He laid on the ground and lifted off the Dark Carpet to congratulate. "Honor this day, this child has inherited the Frostgrip. He fixed himself to turn to the Eirlys. He poked the child's stomach. "Now, if we can smash that awful land of the Holy Ones. Then the scripture is complete."