The temperature plummeted, and Helen and Galen started to gnash their teeth. The ice froze the wheel, the wood got incredibly brittle and lost control.
The entire road was now covered in ice, and the carriage lost balance. "Steady the reins," Helen screamed, also shivering. The horse galloped, and Galen pulled as hard as he could, but it was for nought. "Brace yourself," Galen warned after losing complete control and then the carriage crashed straight into a tree.
Due to the ice, it shattered completely. They were injured, with ice bites on the tips of their fingers. The barrels burst open with Ivana crawling out alongside. "What happened. " The duchess groaned, grabbing her head, which was spinning.
The snow was still falling, and it seemed they were caught up in a blizzard of some sort. "Why is there ice all over?" She asked again. The snow was very cold and fine.
