Veiled in Frost

Back in the game, Ren found himself in the same spot from where he was forced to log out.

Isolde was there too, and she immediately went to him, overshadowing Princess Elena's queries.

"Ren! I heard you were hospitalized. Are you sure you should be playing the game right now?" Isolde asked, her voice filled with worry.

"I'm fine. It's just a simple of taking my meal and vitamins. Nothing serious," Ren reassured her, trying to downplay the situation. He quickly changed the subject, eager to catch up on the game's progress. "Anyway, did the story advance while I was away?"

Isolde fixed a serious gaze on Ren, fully aware of his stubborn nature. She knew that pushing him further on the topic would only make him more stubborn, so she decided to let go of the matter with a wry sigh.

"Ah . . . that." Isolde scratched her head, recalling what happened. "When I got here and spoke with the Princess and the Prince, all they said was that we should wait for you, and that's it."