The Blizzard Princess

The kitchen felt warm from the late afternoon heat, and the smell of chopped vegetables filled the air. Selene Duval stood at the counter with her sleeves pulled up as she worked through a large pile of greens from Aurielle Valley Farm. She tried to stay calm and focused on her task, but it was hard when a loud and frustrated voice rose behind her and broke her concentration. A woman in a green military uniform stepped closer and tapped her finger against the vegetables on the counter. She spoke in a voice that carried across the whole room as if she wanted everyone to hear her. She told Selene that she could not spend her whole life working on a farm, and she asked if this was really what Selene wanted to do from now on. Selene kept chopping for a moment before she finally answered without turning around. She told the woman that if she did not like it, she did not have to stay for dinner. She kept her voice steady, but there was a quiet edge to her words that showed she was tired of having this same conversation.

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