Being stuck in a cabin with Charles and Arthur wasn’t what you were expecting for an outcome. Of course it’d snow over so you could barley move around. The wind was too hard, and too strong for your horses too.

Charles found a cabin you three could hold up in, just until the weather became calmer or died down. He tied up the horses in the barn next to it, and made sure they were fed.

In the cabin, Arthur was already half asleep on the mattress. Charles was occupied with the fire.