A wealthy girl on a cold winter's night, a poor boy in the shadows. The gift of bread.*****He was on a mission.A spy.That's what he was, listening to the secrets of her people, sleeping rough each night, lying low. Listening for more information to bring back.They wouldn't look twice at a street boy like him.A tribal boy who wouldn't speak their language.But he understood more than they knew.And he knew he shouldn't let himself fall for an enemy girl, even a beautiful, strangely bold one with sky blue eyes and hair as bright gold as the sun.But no one had ever looked at him like she did.*****Heart of Midwinter is a short and u0026 sweet heartwarming fantasy romance story with magic, shifters, and favors returned. This short story is a quick read at only about 4,000 words, and has no steam. It's told with the narration style of a classic fairy tale, and would make a perfect bedtime story for those cold winter's nights.Trigger For content trigger warnings, please check out the page on my website at authorcyanskye.com.