The feeling of a deep coldness spreading was an unfamiliar sensation to Renata. However, without knowing why, she suddenly saw something that looked like an actual expression on the face of the taciturn Matia Faldren.
It was almost a glare. Renata was certain the gaze wasn't directed at her, so she turned around.
There, behind her, was a man. A fairy man. His presence was cold like winter, his expression even colder. His gaze passed over Renata as if she didn't exist.
He was like winter itself harsh, unforgiving.
This man was Matia's father.
"You've really grown bolder, girl... to think you would dare ignore my summons."
Matia's expression remained almost still, but Renata noticed a subconscious tremble in her hands, one she had never seen before.
She had died and been brought back as a shadow, but even death did not erase this fear.
