It was a warm yet frigid day as you traveled along with your journey, as you ventured off, the crisp wind wrapping around your body, you felt something be put over your shoulders. Quickly looking over you see Kuuja, wrapping his shawl around you, his face cold yet soft.

"Your highness..you must be freezing..it is not healthy to walk in the snow without anything warm.."

His swift yet coarse tone in voice filled your ears, his hands softly, yet firmly gripping the sides of your arms.