CHAPTER 12
The wall of ice broke the błędnica’s mesmerizing for the moment. Quickly, Brygida dismounted and pulled out a wrapped bundle of smoked venison Mamusia had packed for her. Demon screamed, but she held a finger to her lips, uttering a soothing sound.
He clopped his hooves in the snow but quieted.
Approaching the wall of ice, she came face to face with frost-white eyes and matching hair in enormous cascades. Pale bare skin shimmered on a perfect feminine body. Feet capped in crystalline nails slowly neared the translucent barrier.
Lowering her gaze, Brygida let a doorway dissolve in the ice, and the spicy scent of cloves tickled her nostrils. Keeping her eyes from the błędnica’s face, she bowed. “Forest spirit, woodland wanderer, lady of the trees, we humbly make you an offerin
