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 Zelgadis Greywers will never meet Irena Romanov.