“You are my mate,” Kallias breathed. “Your chamber will be in the east part of the Winter Castle overlooking the White Forest. An Omega servant will take you there.”

Indeed, the huge doors opened and an Omega was already waiting for me.

I pivoted and Kallias was already on his throne. “Thank you.”

I don’t know if the throne is made of ice or glass or perhaps from the frozen tears of his enemies, I don’t know. Though the latter is what is rumored to be what his throne is made of.

I looked up, and I just noticed that the center of the roof was hollow. Open. Snowflakes drifted...