On to Chapter 6! This particular one gave me the chills, and it had nothing to do with the snow. ;-)
I shivered in the courtyard, my feet buried in snow. My slippers did nothing to protect them from the icy feel, and my toes had long ago gone numb.
Victor Porch, the captain of the guard, paced in front of us, his dark eyes narrowed and his hands clasped behind his back. Unlike the large group of girls he looked at, he wore a fur-lined coat and boots.
“One of you,” he started, his voice startling me with its thunderous nature, “has decided that our rules are not to her liking.”
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