Iphigenia hadn't been minding the cold as much lately--let's say she got used to it.

Until now.

She was headed out to get a cup of tea at a cafe (she's recently discovered the joys of warm beverages in cold weather) when the storm hit. Now she's in a tiny clothing shop, the closest warm place she could find, and she's still cold. The wind seems to be coming into the shop through any drafty spaces, and she can see the snow whirl around outside.

The princess shivers, wondering how she's going to get back home.