As Shivali's dominating voice rang like a bell in the hallway outside Frost felt an eery pressure surround his heart, a sense of doom plaguing him.
It wasn't Shivali's usual tone, at least not the one he normally used towards him so instinctively Frost hesitated and gauged the situation that may be awaiting him.
He couldn't remember doing anything that would have ticked his uncle and future father in law off. Their previous chat was overall rather pleasant, the occasional heated confrontation but in the end an equally benefitting bargain was struck.
He even went on a date with Khione, a date that went marvellously well in his opinion, something Shivali should have been over the moon for given his desire to see the two of them hitched.
Alas despite not being able to come to any logical conclusion he still had to enter the tiger's den; the Primordial Ice King was not someone who could be rejected.
