Teal stood beside me in the snow, holding me tightly and trying to share the meager warmth of her small body. My vision swam in darkness. The determination to find Abby, like a sword piercing my spine, was the only thing keeping me upright.
Isabella, presumably bored, had long since left. The servants who had been peering from behind the glass windows had also disappeared after Andrew, the butler, scolded them.
The main doors opened again. Andrew strode toward me, his face a mask of disapproval. “Your Highness, you shouldn't lose your composure over such a trivial contest. This is not the behavior of a noble.”
My teeth chattered, my breath coming out in white puffs. “Andrew, it's not about winning or losing something so trivial.” My voice trembled, and the corners of my eyes twitched as
