“This is Yuslan’s Ice Palace?” Taehyun asked, his teeth chattering in the bone-chilling cold. He had stepped through the door into a world trapped in the dead of winter. As he scanned the area, Riel pointed across a long, narrow bridge. “No, Master. I believe that is Yuslan’s Ice Palace.” Beyond the bridge stood a magnificent palace of sculpted ice, something straight out of a fairy tale. “If that’s the palace, then this is just some kind of outer field?” he wondered aloud.