~You learned the concept 'pain' when you learned language~
-Ludwig Wittgenstein
Andronika collapsed into the bed in the quarters reserved for her within the frozen heart. It had taken a really long time to convince the steward that she was fine, despite the exhaustion that consumed her. Andronika admitted she had expended too much of her spiritual energy, so much so that she could no longer keep up the false features she had taken on, she had to make her escape in a hurry as she felt the effects of the altering spell wavering, had she been even a little later, her identity would have been exposed.