Darius wanted to be shocked, but he was more annoyed and disgusted by the fact that the Frost King suddenly grabbed his head and pressed his face against the king's chest. This King even cooed at the pack mother. "Sweet little thing! Why did you come? Is there anything that I can do for you? Has Gilbert given you quite a tip when you're in trouble? What have I done to deserve a visit from you?!"
"What the hell?! Get off of me! Please!" Darius even cried out as he tried to get away from the hold of the Frost King. No wonder Spica made a face when she spoke of not being left alone with the Frost King. It's just that the strength in his arms couldn't be compared to what the King had.
"…so warm…" The Frost King suddenly whispered, making Darius stop pushing him away. "How long has it been since I have met another live creature? How pitiful must I be to receive gifts from the goddess I have loathed?"
