Not Always What It Seems

She stood at the peak of the mountain, snow gently falling in the dim light of dawn. She waited, not for a hero, not for a savior, but for her villain to come and swoop her away so they could terrorize the neighboring villages in peace. He had promised to return at the first light of the new day, but he was nowhere to be seen. She waited so patiently, until the snow piled up around her, and she froze checking her watch.