Irene froze up for a second, her body becoming iced over by Snow's words. The cacophony of voices in her mind intermingled with Snow's calls — but the only thing she could think was the fact that she needed to get there immediately.
Breaking out of her fleeting trance - Irene swirled on her heel and rushed instantaneously toward Mikael's chamber, ignoring the odious voices that still ambushed her consciousness the whole time.
White hair fluttered behind her - dress rippling violently from the sudden movements. A sense of urgency fuelled her body to hurry, her mind swirling with anxious thoughts.
Some of the servants noticed her running in a total panic, and tried to call out to the girl. "Go and get my father!" She shouted in turn, her golden eyes searing like a castle ablaze. "Tell him
