The one time Guinevere wandered away from her brothers she seemed to of gotten lost. Pulling her coat around her body tighter she put the hood over her head as she trudged through the deep pillows of snow with fridge air prickling at her bare skin. Would be her luck to not be able to do anything on her own. As she walked all that came out of her mouth were curious words and groans of frustration. That was till she saw a gate that seemed to be made of crystal. With her jaw dropping she stared in awe over the sight. A strong gust of wind snapped Guinevere's coat open and brought her back to her senses.

Consumed by the thought of a what was on the other side Guinevere made her destination to know. Once again pulling her over sized coat back around her body she headed towards the gate in desperation. Why did it have to be so far? Guinevere didn't know why she was going there or if there was even anything on the other side.

Finally standing before the steps Guinevere slowly walked up them nervous yet overly excited and she was soon bestowed the sight of a beautiful crystal formation? At first she couldn't believe it was real, it was so big... That was till she saw the door and it really confused her. How could anyone live in that, it had to be freezing. Which only made her curiosity grow. The stories she would be able to tell her brothers. Would so top theirs.

Guinevere was somewhat too overjoyed as her fist made contact with the door repeatedly was even humming in anticipation. Didn't even care that she was in a skirt at all and her legs were freezing as the wind whipped around her coat.