Snow melted into her brother’s embrace, relieved to be in his arms. She adored children; she couldn’t allow this kind of fate to be bestowed upon them. Tooth flew in, along with North, who took the angel from Skellington’s arms, and take her to another room to tend to her being. 

“We’re fine. The children; the ones who are suffering in sickness...I fear they will die, if we don’t act”, she sadly told him. It was her one true fear; not being able to help them, as much as help them believe. It was a thought too much to bear, causing a stray tear to fall from one of her blue eyes.