Bernice and Fuchsia were thrown into the harsh lands of Northern Mountains, the place that was furthermost to the main village. The servants and the soldiers got up and rushed to their ladies, completely flustered.
Wrapped in a quilt and totally numb by the weather, Bernice entered the carriage, cursing Ileus. "I am yet to see such a pathetic man in my life. He will never make a good king!" she growled. "He is going to go to hell for being so cruel!" She was shivering so badly that her teeth chattered. She sat on the bench opposite to Fuchsia. "Did you see how conceited that man was? He didn't see any logic, didn't want to reason with us, and just used his wizardry to punish us? How dare he? And how did he know what was happening?"
A slap sounded.
