In the darkness of the night, Ivita, leading the Ice Witch and her carriage, passing through several streets, arrived at a hostel where the hunters lived within the city.
Ivita walked to the front desk of the inn, found a charcoal pen and wrote down a name, telling the proprietor, "Sir, I'm looking for her."
The proprietor glanced at the name, then said warily, "Alright, but she's not one to mess with. If you're not familiar with her, it might be best not to provoke her."
Ivita glanced at the proprietor – evidently, her reputation preceded her.
Soon, a red nightgowned Kristin descended the staircase from the second floor. Upon seeing Ivita, she said somewhat irritably, "I thought someone wanted to hire me, and that was why I've come down."
"Oh, it's you Ivita."
"Did you and that Black Bear Man quarrel so soon? Don't tell me you want me to kill him for you?"
Still angry over the previous incident, Kristin spoke sardonically.
