592 What Aldric Must Feel

Music Recommendation: Softly —Thomas Day. 

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As they reached the winter court in the evening, Islinda regretted ever disobeying Aldric's orders. She felt the moment they crossed the border into the Winter court, as a familiar tingle of magic washed over her, as if they had just passed through an invisible vile announcing their arrival. However, any relief was short-lived as a great cold swept over her, causing Islinda to shiver uncontrollably, her teeth chattering in the biting chill.

The sudden change in their surroundings left Islinda reeling, despite her familiarity with the impossible occurrences in the Fae realm. One moment they were passing through a lush green forest, and the next, the landscape was transformed into a winter wonderland, draped in blankets of pristine snow that glistened under the ethereal glow of the evening sun on the horizon—a stark contrast to the vibrant colors of the other seasons.