CHAPTER 27 : THE AWAKENING OF SOLÉIA AND THE TWILIGHT OF TRAITORS
PART I : THE BIRTH OF GOLD IN THE WHITE
The departure from the Quartz Palace had taken place in a sepulchral silence, disturbed only by the crunching of the light sled’s runners on the hardened snow. The convoy, modest in appearance so as not to draw the attention of Alberik’s spies, plunged into the winding passes, descending toward the Beach of the Black Galate. Elowen, still pale and wrapped in thick polar fox fur, lay in the sled, her mind oscillating between a feverish lethargy and bursts of consciousness that were far too vivid.
At her side, Sacha, an emeritus healer, never took her eyes off her. Sacha, whose panther Valentina watched with fierce vigilance, regularly changed the damp cloths on the princess’s forehea
