158 Over The Mountains

The snowy winds became stronger and stronger.

Like Soran's heavy heart, his steps were sluggish and his heart was heavy.

He had always been a very objective person, but today, his heart seemed to be slightly agitated; some kind of heavy feeling was making him feel a little breathless. He tightened his cloak and continued his journey. The snow fell on him, and soon his shoulders were covered with a layer of snow. Soran raised his hand to clean the snow off then subconsciously turned his head and stared silently at Arendelle's palace. He stood in an invisible corner for a long time, then turned and entered the white snowy world.

Vivian was still waiting for him.