Chapter 71 A Deal in the Snow
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All Rosalie could see was endless white. Snow filled her vision, and she moved forward on nothing but willpower.
The wind howled around her. In the storm, she thought she heard a cat meowing.
Once. Then again. Far away, a flash of bright red moved toward her. Her lashes were coated with ice. Even blinking took effort. Only when the person came closer did she finally see who it
was.
Her lips were stiff with cold. She struggled to open her mouth and croaked, “Gael?”
She forced her eyes to focus. Green eyes. It really was Gael.
There was no time to ask why he was here. Her thoughts were slow and scattered from the cold. She blurted out whatever came to mind.
“Lend me some money. I need 600 coins within three days.”
She knew this was the worst moment to talk about money, but her frozen mind could not think straight. She simply blurted out what was on her mind.
Gael lifted a hand and pressed it gently to her cheek. A strange smile curled at his lips. His voice slid into her ear. “Then you have to agree to
have to agree to my condition.”
“I’ll agree to anything,” Rosalie said without hesitation.
Gael raised his tone on purpose. “Anything?”
Rosalie nodded heavily.
Gael laughed. “Then, from now on, you’ll be our matriarch. When the chillwave ends, we’ll hold the wedding.”
Rosalie nodded again. Then her body went limp. She collapsed into the snow with a dull thud. Micah fell forward with her, landing on her back.
Another figure emerged from the storm. Gael turned around and said, “Julien, she agreed.”
Julien lifted Micah onto his back. “It’s too cold out here. Get the Matriarch home, now.”
Gael nodded eagerly. All his calm and steadiness from earlier was gone.
Rosalie burned and froze at the same time. One moment she felt like ice, the next like she was on fire. She drifted in and out of awareness, mumbling nonsense.
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Chapter 71 A Deal in the Snow
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Leon dipped his fingers in water and gently wet her cracked lips. Then he soaked a piece of animal hide and laid it across her forehead to cool her down.
On the way back, the cat vanished. Thinking of how much Rosalie cared for Sixto, Leon searched through the heavy snow for a long time.
The storm was too strong. Afraid something might happen to Rosalie, Leon turned back. He soon spotted her and Micah lying not far from home. Sixto was curled in her arms.
Rosalie was wrapped in red animal hide. It stood out sharply against the white snow. Otherwise, Leon would have taken much longer to find her.
She had no idea how long she slept. When she woke up, her head throbbed. Her eyes felt dry and sore.
Her lips moved weakly. She looked around, then fixed her gaze on Leon. Her voice was hoarse. “How is Micah?”
Leon poured a bowl of warm water. He helped her sit up and pulled her gently against his chest. He fed her the water slowly.
“He woke up, took his medicine, and went back to sleep.”
Rosalie took a few sips. The burning in her throat eased at last.
Leaning against Leon’s broad, warm chest, she looked up at him. His chin rested lightly on her forehead.
“You have a fever,” Leon said softly. “Your throat hurts. Don’t talk.”
Rosalie nodded. Then, barely whispering, she said, “I want to see him.”
Leon wrapped her tightly in a thick quilt. Not a single draft could get in. Then he lifted her straight up in his arms.
Rosalie did not resist. She let Leon carry her into Micah’s room.
Wrapped up like a cocoon, she twisted in the air, signaling him to put her down.
Leon only shifted his position. He dropped to one knee and let her sit on his leg, still keeping her wrapped up and not letting her out.
Rosalie opened her mouth, but her throat hurt too much. She could only glare at him. Leon acted as if he saw nothing.
“He’s sick,” Leon said. “Don’t let the illness pass to you.”
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