By the time Kits realized her mistake, the damage was irreversible. She stared at the windowsill and the tiny whitehaired man who stood there. Well. Uh. Previously whitehaired, now scorched. His skin was charred too, though it wasn’t burnt. But that definitely didn’t deter his temper.

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“You ruined it,” said the tiny man. “You’re not supposed to be here in winter! This is Frost’s territory!”

“I’m sorry?” Kits felt bad, but she thought it was a reasonable mistake. He looked like a tiny human, and humans got cold. She’d been trying to help.

“Jack Frost! Now he’s gonna kill me!”