In the center of that magnificent bed, the "room's master" who had just awakened was leaning against a pillow, sizing up Duncan, the uninvited guest, with curious eyes. Her silver-white long hair and purple pupils were strikingly familiar.
Duncan subconsciously called out the name "Alice"—a deep, raspy voice, resembling a somber resonance, directly emanated from the chest of his body.
However, immediately after, he slightly furrowed his brow, shook off the initial surprise and shock, and looked thoughtfully at the lady,
She was not Alice—even though they looked identical, their temperaments were completely different, and more importantly… Alice would not appear in this place, so the greater possibility was...
"Lei Nora," Duncan guessed the identity of the woman before him, and with a questioning look in his eyes, he slowly began, "Frost Queen?"