The Glacial Thaw

The storm that struck Burg Hohenwerfen two days later was an alpine tempest of terrifying fury. Winds howling at seventy miles per hour swept down from the high glaciers of the Grossglockner, screaming around the stone battlements and piling six-foot drifts of snow against the heavy oak gates. Inside the Bell Tower Wing, the thick stone walls kept out the freezing cold, but the restless energy in Genevieve’s veins made…