You wake up wrapped in a warm fur cape. As you get dressed you slowly step out of the insulated makeshift tent. The fire is still crackling quietly, but the frosty morning has already set in. The crunch of Skye's footsteps in the snow marks his approach to you. He takes your gloved hand with his own, leads you through the snowdrifts with a soft smile. You emerge from the forest, Skye turns to you. Behind him stands an ancient castle, enchanted with magic and secrets. At last you've arrived.