บททั้งหมดของ How to Make the Ice Prince Fall: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

An emotion flittered across Nathaniel's face, but it was too fast to catch on. His hand pressed against the wounded leg, and holding the sword in the other, he forced himself to stand up. Though this position was hard on his body, he never planned to die while kneeling."Oh, are you angry?", his opponent asked, enjoying to torture the fallen foe. "Scared, maybe? Such a pitiful life you must have led, and you didn't even know why."Following Nathaniel's movements with his dark eyes, the grin slowly vanished from his face and hiding behind it, a piercing stare got visible. Compared to the smile, this gaze felt much more matching for his appearance. People were inevitable formed by what they did their whole life, and Kadir, who was a master of weapons, had eyes as sharp and slicing as a sword. Only after he took the mask of cheerfulness off, did one notice how badly it matched him."You know, I would love to punish you for all that my sister had to go through", Kadir said, and carefully

They decided to lay Katherine down on a makeshift bed as close to the King as possible, in the hopes that her magic power would spread over to him. Katherine herself was still pale, but her injuries had healed completely. It was a miracle. If only she could wake up, she could bless one more with this. But she remained deep in sleep, even when a maid washed the blood off her body and dressed her with new clothes.Though cleaned regularly, the wound on the King's chest had inflamed and he was running a high fever. The maid had called Lady Orchid back because the King was coughing up blood. Now and then, his breathing would just stop, and they had to shake him and hit his chest so he would start again. However, every such encounter inevitably worsened his injury. With normal methods, the King was long over the point where he could be saved. If not for the slim hope that Katherine might wake up and help, even the caregivers would have advised to just let him pass over the river a

Early in the morning, when the first rays of the sun crept into the cave, the surroundings were quiet and motionless. Some maids sat side by side, their heads leaned against each other and lightly snoring. Only the guards outside and Nathaniel were still awake. After checking the King's vitals for a last time, Lady Orchid had fallen asleep beside him. A while later, Aston had picked her up from the cold ground, wrapped a blanket around her and embraced her tightly. Despite the rough terrain, he managed to fall asleep after a while, his cheek snuggled on his mother's shoulder. It was quite cramped with so many people in the cave, but nobody seemed to care.Suddenly, there was a sound in the content silence. A groan. Nathaniel's eyes lazily shifted to the source. He blinked. With delay, realization sat in and his weary body straightened somewhat. "Good morning, your Majesty."The sea blue irises of the King shimmered behind blonde lashes. He didn't seem to be aware of hi

It was a spiral of colors. Katherine could see it clearly before her eyes. She also remembered that she had seen it before. Only then, she didn't know what it signified. It was a very beautiful and confusing sight, all those different colors mixing and constantly changing their property."I wonder what they are good for", she thought to herself and lifted a finger to touch them. At least, that was what she intended to do. However, her body felt so heavy and sluggish that she gave up on it soon. It was so comfortable just lying about. Why did she even want to change it?"Whatever, they might not feel like anything great", she consoled herself as her eyes followed a draft of blue that glided through the air like a fabric in the wind. "I still wish they would come here."Though she had watched the colors for what felt like hours, they seemed to be near and far at the same time, like the stars on the firmament. She doubted she could really touch them. They seemed to

The wind was stronger this time, almost feeling solid. Surprised, Katherine noticed that the surface was neither flat nor pressing against everything it could reach, like real wind would. This was more like a thing out of wind that was tightly holding her hand.Katherine was excited. Finally, the wind didn't vanish the moment it occurred. She still couldn't grab it, but it was not so far off as the other times. She closed her eyes to analyze the feeling more. What shape did it have? What temperature?Wind usually felt cold, but this one was slightly warm. It made her curious. When she pressed it, her hand was repelled stronger the more force she used. She assumed that she could still press through it if she wanted, but was afraid the wind would vanish if she did so. So, instead, she tried to feel it up. Since she had to struggle out of the wind's grasp elsewise, she used her other hand for it.The surface was smoother than the side that held her, almost as flat as a