THE TEMPERATURE in the drawing room was getting lower and lower. Ice started forming on the surface of the different furnitures inside the room. Even the windows started to get foggy because of the sudden drop of temperature.
Merissa immediately grabbed her son's hand. "Winter, please, calm down."
Winter's face just became colder and colder. His heart was filled with extreme suffocation. He had never felt this angry before. Not when the Queen slapped him and told him he would be nothing more than a filthy bastard, not when the first prince tried to beat the shit out of him when he first arrived at the palace, and definitely not whenever the first princess schemed against him. But this, hurting his mother, this just hit his bottom-line.
