All Chapters of How to Make the Ice Prince Fall: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Into the silence of the room, Sam coughed lightly. "I'll excuse myself then."Since he didn't want to disturb the couple in the least, he used the window instead of the door. His movements were surprisingly agile as he climbed outside.Nathaniel still sat there, stunned by Katherine's affectionate call. Slowly, he exhaled, then a smile formed on his lips. He couldn't help it. Despite the feud between them, he felt so blessed when he heard her voice. It was like she had the secret key to his heart, opening it with just one word and brushing all ill feelings away. It was fascinating.And yet, Nathaniel forced himself to return to his cold mask after a second. He didn't want to make it too easy for her to apologize or else she might make such a mistake again. That would be awful! Even though he suddenly wasn't sure anymore if his power could really affect her when she was within the bubble of her healing magic."Darling?", the voice outside called again, this time u

When Katherine stood securely, her eyes met Nathaniel's and both of them halted. Seeing each other's desire had a different kind of allure than the touch alone. Katherine gulped. She felt like she should not make too fast a movement right now or the predator would jump on her. Slowly, she walked over to the chair opposite Nathaniel's, where Aston had sat in the morning. Smoothing her crumbled dress with her hands, she sat in the comfy upholstery. Meanwhile Nathaniel moved his legs slightly to wake them out of the slumber they had fallen in unknowingly. "I still can't really imagine you as a child", Katherine returned to the first topic. "Did you ever smuggle sweets or played pranks on your maids? No, wait, you don't even like sweets..." "I smuggled crackers instead", Nathaniel helped her out, forcefully subduing the fire within him. A grin emerged on his lips when he remembered a special occasion. "Once I smuggled a whole bottle of whiskey from the cellar. I only dra

The talk with Aston was quite strange in Katherine's opinion. Not only was the Prince friendlier than Katherine ever imagined, he also was very attentive while not at all suggestive.Stranger still was that he evidently knew whom exactly she talked about when she asked him if he could find her maid."You don't need to worry about Hazel. The girl is perfectly safe", he told her with a smile and took a sip of his tea. "We just can't transfer her here since someone might try to find this place by tracking her. But I assure you, it won't be long before your happy reunion.""How long?", she inquired anxiously. "And why are you so oddly well informed about the matters of my maid anyway? It's almost as if you have your eyes on her."The Prince's eyes widened and he nearly spilled his tea when he rushed to defend himself: "No, no, it's just because my sister in law likes her maid very much, so I looked out for her for a bit. See, my brother is very dear to me, so

The Queen of the Icelands and woman who should be in sickbed was actually completely fine. At least, her body was. Elegantly sitting in a high-back chair on her tea table, the blank look in her green eyes told the story of her deteriorating mind."Mother." Gently, Princess Helmina placed her hand on top of the Queen's free one, yet the latter didn't react. Her gaze was focused somewhere far away. Helmina felt the fingers beneath her tremble.Despite this, the younger woman didn't give up. "How are you feeling today? The physician told me you are better. See, the demon you fear is long gone already. Soon, he will not even be in this world anymore."Silence was the only answer, spreading its invisible tendrils in the warm air and resting on Helmina's head until she lowered it. Her fingernails were painted in a happy pink today, yet the color only managed to contrast to the Queen's dark skin more."I - I'm afraid I have to disappoint you once more. I need Em

Nathaniel had imagined many times how he would tell her his secret - but none of them included the darkness of a little shelter and the smell of hay bales all around them. This was neither the place nor the atmosphere he imagined. Katherine was already on edge because of his secrecy, and now this.With a sigh, he brushed his hair back, and unwillingly answered her question: "Yes. You saw it just now. My magic is" he searched for words and found none that were reassuring, so he just told the truth. "it's the most terrible destructive force in this country. And it is not fully under my control, though I do my best to change that. Skin contact... it is dangerous."In the bad light, he could not see what expression Katherine made. Thus, he was surprised, when she only asked: "And emotions affect it, too? Like the usual magic?"A dry laugh escaped his throat. "If you want to call it that way. It is a wide stretch to call it 'usual', seeing that it even has its own will."