As Gabriella stepped out of the priest's house and back into the crisp night air, she was so destructed to hear the truth from the priest, wondering what her mother would do when she found out that the priest they protected till now had a secret; a secret that may put her crown at stake. It was more shocking than she ever imagined.
She felt the air crisp and cold, the darkness was biting the shadows danced like specters in the faint moonlight, and the stars shone with a distant, icy gleam. The cottage was muffled as if wrapped in a thick layer of frost, and every breath was visible in the chill air.
She looked around and found Darkon seated on the floor in the cold but something seemed awkward about him.
He was still, having his eyes closed and awkwardly calm. She gently approached him and noticed his body slightly trembled. Was he feeling cold? She had told him to go in with her now he was out here feeling this much cold.
