“Not that cold? I’ve been comp... telling you that it’s freezing for the last week!” Chrysalis said and curled up close to my legs and put her head in my lap. “If you hadn’t been so warm I’d be an ice-queen by now.” It was true, when I thought about it, the weather had deteriorated dramatically during the last two weeks. Every step I had taken ever after we had decided to follow the old road up into the mountains had been a fight against what was at times several feet of snow.