201 Ritual with Time

And just like that, I was out. I opened my eye to find myself on a featherbed. It was late at night, probably midnight by the looks of it. Elsa lay next to me, naked as her mother bore her. Despite the dropping temperatures, Elsa never felt cold. She could swim in a lake of ice and not even look affected by it.

I disentangled myself from her tight embrace and went to the balcony. The funny thing about time travel, I realized, is that you don't know when you land. I urged my brain to fit the pieces of the puzzle together. The last time I slept with Elsa was the night before Raiya arrived to the estate. My grandpa had sent me even further back in time.

'He probably didn't want Raiya to ask too many questions,' I thought as I stared at the night sky.