Seraphina and Drystan sat by the waterfall until the hours of late afternoon. They decided to get up only when Drystan offered to cook her a good lunch and once that was done, Seraphina decided that she was ready to set foot in the Frost Kingdom.
She dressed herself in a pastel blue gown that Drystan had left for her. It had sheer sleeves which wrapped around her arms till her wrist. The neckline was square and the gown cinched around her waist snugly before flowing down in an elegant skirt, reaching till her toes. She styled her hair in a low bun at the back of her head before adjusting the ruby ring on her finger. Once she looked at herself in the mirror, she breathed in a deep sigh, knowing that it was one of those rare times when she held the choice of her appearance in her own hands
