Chasing the Cold Princess

Marcy's POV

As if catching sight of Isolde had snapped me out of my daze, my sickness seemed to ease. The endless nausea, the haunting heaves—all of it began to recede, leaving me sharper, alert. Each day that followed, I found myself awaiting meal times eagerly, not for the food but for the chance to scan the faces of my fellow passengers in search of that same cold, familiar gaze. Isolde's pres