After the Winter Festival, the land remained frozen, with the distant Oracle Mountain Range shrouded in white snow.
In the courtyard of the Forest Cottage, the tall Emperor's Guard saw the visitor and politely nodded in greeting, "Hello, Princess Surya, good morning."
"Hello, Mr. Black Gloves." Surya first nodded at the guard and then signaled the female sorcerer behind her to follow.
"It seems this is one of our rare opportunities to chat leisurely." Teresa leaned on her Violet Staff. The female sorcerer was wearing a standard blue Jialan Witch robe, black full-body leather wear, and over-the-knee high boots today. She felt somewhat strange, yet a bit apprehensive, not quite understanding why Surya invited her out at this time: "Is there something you want, Surya... madam?"
