The waters are frigid, but the frost king has grown accustomed to their icy temperatures - it is a part of him - just like the craggy mountain peaks and frozen creeks. They step through the froth and surf until they stand at the edge of the shore, the Inlet spreads majestically out before them. Dark pine forests, white-capped mountains, and sparse grasses. It was a land with its hardships but a land beholden with beauty. A rugged beauty.

She shivers against the cold, and instinctually he steps nearer to her and offers his warm side to her. A brutish smile touches his whiskered lips as she introduces herself as Apolline, there is a weariness in her voice which he immediately catches on to.

"It is okay," he breathes as he brings his glacial eyes to meet hers "You have no reason to apologize."

"Now, let us find you someplace warm," he offers a smile as he nods toward the heart of the Inlet, here they would find warm springs that bubble up from deep, and a place for her to relax.

He steps through the surf and past the rocky shore. He guides her through the dark forest and beneath their heavy boughs until they finally step into a quaint clearing. His eyes immediately find the small pool - steaming and bubbling - here the air is noticeably warmer.

"Please, warm yourself near the pool," he pauses as his eyes shift back to her "and then I will take you to where you can find water and you can meet the others."