Arabel lowered her head and saw her protruding belly. Then she looked up and noticed a frozen two-story wooden house.
She realized where she was, but she couldn't figure out what had happened.
A strong cold wind blew with snow, and only then did she feel how cold she was.
She began to tremble, and steam escaped from her lungs with every exhalation.
Covering her belly with her hands, she carefully moved towards the house, where, as she noticed, the door was not completely iced over.
Arabel was wearing a Guild uniform, her casual clothes. And here, in this place, she couldn't give her a different style.
When she reached the door, she grabbed the cold handle, turned it, and to her delight, found that the door had given way and opened.
Arabel crossed the threshold and saw that the inside of the house was also covered with ice.
Before she could take a step, a thick white mist began to descend from the stairs leading to the second floor, heading straight for her.
