Chương 464: The Ice Prince (2)

Maxim winced his forehead when he realized the intensifying cold that they were experiencing now was caused by this man, who walked elegantly down the ice stairs. The king's jaws clenched as he tried to bear the cold.

How many degrees sub-zero was this, he was wondering. Maxim looked up and observed the man who came. He was wearing a thin white top and loose grey pants, with simple leather footwear. He acted like it was summer.

His face was extremely handsome but his expression was aloof. The man was the definition of cold, figuratively.

His black hair grew to his shoulders and made him look gentle. It greatly contradicted his pale skin, which looked as white as Margueritte's. And just like his mother, the man's lips were very red.