Come On Baby, Play Me Something

The unprecedented cold continued farther south than Rœkia had expected. She entered the northern portions of a land called Boreas only to find the land still covered in snow despite the arrival of spring. She'd managed to stuff down the whirling mix of emotions that had followed the coup but she still had yet to make any plans for herself or for her cousin. Rœkia sighed heavily. What a pain! Rœkia drugged the girl and barricaded her in an abandoned den so she could get some time to herself to think and do a bit of scrounging. She regretted the vow with every step she took but she did not know yet how to divest herself from it while keeping her soul in tact.

Rœkia worked her way through the snow, the sun setting low in the sky. She was so focused on her own thoughts she did not notice a polar bear eyeing her in the distance with violence in its eyes.