Wrapping Alora in her cloak, Arihan informed the royal guards and carried Alora out of the palace. He didn't know about the teleportation gate in the palace, so he had to walk, carrying her lifeless body.
Her pale skin looked translucent whenever the warm rays of the sun, brushed on her face. Her icy body neither shivered nor snuggled against him for warmth. It felt like she could feel and sense nothing.
Walking through the forest trail, and hiking the mountain, he finally reached where Alora would love to spend her time. The far as one's eyes could reach the land in the valley, there were colorful buds slowly blooming to the sun, welcoming the new day, a new beginning.
