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It’s snowing outside! I grin as I look out the window at a winter wonderland. It must have started last night. Biting my lip, I decide to wake everyone up.

“Silla,” I whisper, crawling back into bed to lay on top of her. Our girl sleeps so hard, I doubt she’ll wake up otherwise. She gives a soft moan, her eyes slowly opening.

“Yeah, Baby?” she whispers. I love sleepy Silla. She’s soft and warm, making me want to cuddle and fuck her. Dammit, no. Focus!

“There’s a blanket of snow outside. Want to come play?” I coax.

It’s a few weeks away from Christmas, and I’m excited that we’ll get a white Christmas. Once the snow sticks, it’ll be snowing for a while. Her eyes light up, and she nods excitedly.

“The snow pants are in the closet,” she squeals. It’s so cold, Grayson insisted on getting them to be ready, knowing he wouldn’t be able to keep us out of it.

“What’s going on?” my brother asks sleepily, cracking open an eye. Silla and I are already up, scrambling to get to the closet to change.

“It snowed,” Grayson says, sitting up to look out the window. “Before coffee? Girls, really?”

We’re already pulling on snow boots and pulling on hats and mittens.

“Mistress, don’t forget your scarf.” Kenzo sighs, standing up. He’s in a pair of joggers and a long-sleeved shirt, because he said it was cold. “I’m almost dressed anyway, I’ll go out with them if you want coffee, Grayson.”

“Nah, let’s do it. Nothing like dominating a snowball fight.” He smirks.

Grinning, I grab Silla’s hand, racing out the door. I want to start our snowball arsenal.

“You’re a little shit!” Ayden yells after me, but Silla and I simply giggle as we run down the stairs.

“Gorgeous day for a bit of time outside, Your Majesty,” the house manager calls after us.

Silla’s eyes go wide at being caught running as queen, but shrugs. They’ve reached an understanding, and the house manager has embraced Silla’s way of doing things.

“The guys will be right behind us,” she says as we move toward the back door.

“I’ll go get Grayson his coffee then,” the house manager snorts.

Smirking, I push the door open. Life is really good at the castle, so much better than I could ever have imagined. The people are happy in the kingdom, and while it’s not perfect, things are improving.

“Race you there!” Silla squeals, breaking away from me to run. I’m so glad I put on a sports bra this morning. Chasing after her, I tackle her around the waist, and we both fall into the fluffy, white snow.

Laying there for a moment, we giggle as we make snow angels before sitting up and beginning to make snowballs.

“Out of the snow you two!” Grayson yells, drinking coffee in a travel cup.

“Yes, Daddy,” Silla and I say, scrambling up.

“I’m on the girls’ team,” Kenzo calls out with a grin. The guys trek across the backyard to us, looking warm and ready.

“Andrya has a terrible arm,” Ayden whisper-shouts, making me roll my eyes.

“I don’t. You want me to blow my load over a few paltry insults. Get in line. You can’t be on my team,” I respond archly.

Grayson almost spits out his drink at my words, making me giggle.

Soon, we’re all set up in teams, running and yelling. I have a bucket of ammunition, and I have no trouble pelting the shit out of Ayden and Isaac.

“Her arm is fine!” Isaac roars, shaking his head of snow.

Silla's teeth start to chatter a few minutes later, and Grayson calls a halt to our antics.

“Inside we go,” he chuckles, picking Silla up in his arms. “Silla still isn’t used to the cold.”