”You’re only proving yourself to be a menace, mortal.”

You hear Lord Winter’s voice echo down the hallway and all you can think to do is run faster. But you only end up right in the Lord’s arms. “There is nowhere to run, child. You come into my home and dare to challenge me? You must be put in your place.”

His voice is laced with spite and malice, almost reminiscent of a demon or ghost.