Chapitre 617: No Matter What

King Acacia touched down onto the Ice Belt.

It looked like nothing more than a sheet of endless white. Blizzards carried all sorts of frozen precipitation, from large hail stones, to soft snow-flakes.

The canvas of whites and sharp blues chilled even King Acacia to the bone. He, himself, was a highly lauded water will expert, but even this part of the Ice Belt was too much for him to handle being thousands of miles deeper than the area Patia-Neva took Delia.

And yet, he did the unthinkable. Without any hesitation, he removed all protection from his wife, laying her bloodied and fragile body on a transparent sheet of ice.

The bed she lay on was so large and so clear that one could through to space itself on the other end.

King Acacia's eyes glistened, but threatened to ice over in an instant as he watched his wife's beautiful figure morph into a majestic white fox.

Anger shook his heart as he blamed himself.