The First Mistake

[KAELIA BRYNN HALLOWAY]

The cold is much more merciless than I thought.

With it comes an icy breeze that attacks me as soon as I step out of the car, sweeping through my hair and freezing my skin with tiny particles of ice.

I adjust my dress hurriedly, ignoring the bite of winter through my gloves and against my nose, careful to settle just behind the Prince, half hidden behind his tall frame.