Cold Defiance

When Rosalind spoke to Helena, she was suppressing her anger. She always looked especially calm when she was mad.

But her eyes seemed to carry shards of ice. Just one glance was enough to chill someone to the bone.

Still, her anger wasn't directed at Helena.

Helena had always been timid, treading carefully in this deep and rigid household. Rosalind wouldn't stoop to making things hard for someone