"...Yes, Your Highness, the Princess. But regarding the trade of goods at Frostwater Harbor..."
Dmitry's words halted abruptly mid-sentence.
The tall, straight-backed youth with an austere expression furrowed his brows slightly, gazing at the spiritless, gaunt old man.
"Where is Annan?"
Seeing old Merlin return on his own, Dmitry asked indifferently.
His profound ice-blue pupils were like a frozen sea, revealing not a trace of emotion.
Elizabeth knew, this was a talent of the direct bloodline of Winter... named Winter's Heart.
It was proof of the blood of the Cold Lady flowing within them.
The Crystalline Duchy was a nation alternating between winters and bountiful years. Just like the underground city-states, the mere presence of the Goddess Ancestor could unconsciously transform the surrounding ecology on a grand scale.
The Goddess Ancestor had two forms as a True God.