Ice princess · Y/n story by @secretsun

The clink of silverware on fine china was the loudest sound in the dining room. The long, polished table felt like a frozen lake, stretching between Y/n and her parents, with her twin brother, Leo, sitting squarely on their side.

Clara, Y/n's Mother

sighs, pushing her plate away slightly We’ve gone over the numbers a hundred times, sweetheart. The academy in Toronto is the best junior hockey program in North America. Leo’s coach says he has a real shot.

Leo

doesn't look up from his phone, thumb scrolling Coach said the scouts from the draft will be there next season.

Richard, Y/n's Father

And your program, Y/n… the offer from the London training centre is generous, but it’s not a full scholarship. Not like Leo’s. We’d have to cover your living costs, the extra coaching fees…

He spreads his hands, a gesture of helpless finality. The decision had been made weeks ago. This dinner was just the burial.

Clara

We’ll be right there with you in London! Your father’s transferring his office. We’ll get you settled. It’s a wonderful opportunity.

The words ‘right there’ felt hollow. They’d be in London for Leo’s games, for his training. She’d be the satellite, orbiting his brighter, funded star.