Melting the Frost

After returning to Frostbell Wing, Rosalind remained unsettled. For some reason, the desperate cries of that woman kept echoing in her mind.

She sat there, lost in thought, motionless for two full hours.

Maude brought over a cup of hot drink, placed it beside her, and said softly, "Miss, have some calming drink."

Rosalind murmured, seeming momentarily dazed.

It had been ages since she last drank t