The Ghost In The Cold

Standing in the bitter cold, Sylvan rubbed his jaw, baffled and unsettled by Prince Cassian’s sudden, public gift to Isolde. To his biased mind, his sister was nothing but a spoiled, jealous nuisance, unfit to catch the discerning eye of a reclusive royal like the crippled prince. The wind whipped at their thick woolen cloaks, but Sylvan pushed the chill aside, focusing on reasoning with his frien