#Chapter 136- Ella’s dilemma

Ella I gaze around at the icy mountains, squinting up at the sky. The sun is high overhead, only halfway through its daily journey from East to West. That means it’s about noon… three hours from when I found the passage, according to the bedroom clock. The Prince’s deadline isn’t until dusk, which means there’s still time to get word to Sincalir, assuming I can figure out how to get back to the city. Suddenly I’m kicking myself for leaving my go-bag behind. My coat wasn’t there because it had been stained and damaged, but I had other clothes inside, things I could layer onto my body to try and provide myself some warmth. I might move faster without the weight, but lightness won’t help me if I drop dead from hypothermia. Just keep your blood moving. My wolf advises, as long as your heart is pumping it will keep you warm. Not if I’m sweating. I counter, the liquid will just freeze and kill me faster. Then stay active, but not so active that you’re sweating. You don’t want t