“Fine. I can take you to a portal, but I don’t know where she’s being kept. We will freeze to death wandering around there. We really should stay here,” I insisted.
The truth was, I was scared to take him there. The potion I gave him each day kept his magic contained. What would happen if he returned to Snowstrum? Would I no longer be able to hide my deceit?
“Please, Mother. I need to be with my wife. My son —,” he said in desperation.
“There will not be a carriage waiting to deliver you to the castle,” I tried to reason. “You have been there one time. You won’t know your way.”
“I need to get to her. She won’t make it without me. The gypsy told us a month in Snowstrum is equal to a year here. I won’t be able to survive a day without her.”
“How have you become so weak?” I asked, starin
