Chapter 63: 62. I'm Not God (3)

The Winter Solstice ball was a kind of a festival where every person of North celebrated their identity as Northerners, being protected by the family of Montaire it seemed like a fairy tale like affair.

The Frosthail castle as well as the towns and markets were decorated with the theme of the snowy landscape and the beautiful snowflakes making one think that maybe they were transported inside a beautiful snow globe.

The slate gray sky paired with the white landscape and the establishments studded on the ground made me feel as if I was watching over a model town. I was sitting atop the bell tower that was made to notify the entire territory of the danger during the times of the emergencies.

The ball was tonight and it was almost evening, I wasn't at the castle for obvious reasons and also because I couldn't help but shake off the anxiety that I was feeling.