Thrown Barefoot Into a Blizzard at Three, I Thawed the Winter King

Synopsis

They threw me into a blizzard for saving a frozen bird. I was only three. That night, I warmed a dying stranger back to life. He was the Winter King. Now he calls me his daughter—and the people who called me a witch have to kneel. But this kingdom hasn't seen spring in 300 years. No one knows what my warmth can truly awaken. And deep inside the ice, a dragon egg thought dead for 2,000 years is whispering my name.