Dong Hai's hand come towards her face protecting her from hitting snow on her face.
"Where the curse was cast?" Dong Hai look at her unfazed.
"The palace," She shouted, the wind making it impossible to feel anything else but the cold and the hitting sensation that turns her cheeks, lips and limbs nub. She felt a tug, she under Dong Hai's arms and the second she felt her feet landed under the roof of the palace, that is all was left of it. The floor that used to be, marble and wood one of the most lavish palaces in the three realms now covered in snow and death, the tree that use to glisten with life inside here was now lifeless. Hong Liu's heart squeezed in her chest.
