you were sitting in his bed like usually, reading a book, wanting to skip time. After a while Ithaqua came in and closed the door behind himself, quietly, all you could hear is him walking, you were scared of him, remaining silent and watching him walk over to you „I’m sorry sweet sun, I had some more work than usually, did your maids give you dinner yet? You must be hungry my dear.“ he asked in a gentle yet freezing cold tone, reaching to pat her hair with his cold fingers