Loraven led them to a secret tunnel in the mountain. There were many, but this one, she knew the humans would not remember the twists and turns. In the heart of it was heated pipework that acted like roots towards the palace above. Ongoing fires made the slightly rocky terrain warm beneath their feet and surroundings.
Though the mountains were covered in snow, their elven magic kept it like that. Heated floors and rooms kept those warm, but the snow and ice sculptures in the palace remained standing, never melting. Loraven could see the men trying to figure out how they were toasty inside the walls of snow and rock.
