Anger was blazing in the air and the temperature had turned chilly and cold. The faster Avyanna walked her way towards her chambers, the more she thought of Axel and the angrier she became over the issue at hand. Her frost was slowly creeping its way to the surface. Her face fixed into a scowl, and her hands folded into a fist felt numb from coldness.
Servants froze in their position when they saw her storming toward them. Fear seized their heart for she looked like a ghost out to hunt her killers. With each step Avyanna took, the temperature of the hallway went down and a chilly air brushed against their skin. She walked past them and they shivered visibly at the coldness that suddenly hit them.
Avyanna was so angry, she was bursting inside of her with ice and frost, they were forming a
