[Froschköning's Manor, Judge Schnee's Room – Schnee's POV]
Three knocks landed on the room's door. At first the black-haired girl only turned her face towards the door but did not reply then another series of louder knocks shook the door accompanied by a familiar voice.
"Schnee! I know you are not sleeping yet! Open the door, now!"
The little dog was barking at her door and he seemed rather unhappy about something. Well, Schnee could easily imagine a dozen of reasons why this could be the case, but asking him directly was probably the best option at the moment.
*click*
The closed door opened revealing the gray-haired boy standing behind her.
"You have some explanation to give," he spat.
"The hour is far from ideal, Aspirant Executioner Fen—"
"Spare me the crap, Schnee. I want to know what you are up to with Vasilisa."
"... Fine. How about we go for a walk, dear brother? It feels a bit hot in here," she proposed.
"Schnee, we are in the middle of a Long Night. We can't just—"
