Steel blue eyes will never look deep into ice blue eyes. Hands
will never touch, never hold each other. Voices will never whisper soft words of love to
ears that will never receive them. His arms will never hold her close. He will never dance
with her late at night. Their lips will never meet under the light of the moon. They will
never protect each other from the evil that threatens. Their hearts will never beat as
one. Such is the cruelty of Fate that the heart of Stone and the heart of Ice will never
melt each other. The man known as Zelgadiss Greywers will never meet Irena Romanov.