The ascending room came to a stop at the second level and for a moment, even while everyone else filed out, Neveah remained standing within the ascending room.
A cold chill wafted into the ascending room, coming from the halls of the second level, that familiar chill exuded by the walls of Dragon Keep, especially at times like this when the greatest flame of the lands was not within these halls and had not been for too long.
Neveah knew the halls of Dragon Keep had always been freezing cold, but it was never this bad...at this point, the chill was deathly.
And while the Dragon lords remained unaffected and unfazed, Neveah held back a shiver and she could see Tara struggled too, as did Adrienne, despite her best efforts to conceal it.
Menarx saw it too, taking off his outer robe, he placed it over Adrienne's shoulder, and she smiled gratefully, her eyes filled with adoration as she gazed up at him.