Baruka and his men rode their horses across the snowy wasteland. Apparently, someone had come through the portal again, which meant he needed to destroy the invaders again. ... he was starting to get tired of it.

The snow elf king narrowed his eyes at the human girl. Her shivering form almost made him pity her... Almost. He dismounted and walked over to her, extending a gloved hand. "Girl," he said coolly, "come with me." He didn't want to force her; the thought of hurting such a helpless creature didn't sit well with him. However, if she refused... well, there were ways to make her comply.

"There," he murmured, taking her into his arms. It was strange how such a frail creature could make him feel so... protective.

Without hesitation, the snow elf king removed his heavy cloak and wrapped it around the human girl. She shivered harder in his embrace, but at least now she wouldn't freeze to death. "Come," he said gently, helping her onto his horse behind him. His men watched curiously as they rode back toward the ice castle, but none of them dared say anything. Baruka could sense their confusion and surprise, but for once he didn't care what they thought. He had made a decision to spare this girl's life... and that was all that mattered.

Perhaps it would be best to get her out of those wet clothes first, the king thought

The snow elf king glanced around, ensuring they were unobserved, before dismounting. He placed a hand on the human girl's shoulder and gently guided her to sit down upon the cold ground. Her shivering increased in intensity as she came into contact with the frigid surface.

"I will remove your wet clothing,"

he said quietly, kneeling before her.

"It is for your own well-being."

He hoped that she would understand and trust him to help her, even though they were from different worlds and had never met before. Slowly, carefully, he began to peel away the damp garments, revealing her small, delicate form beneath.

As he worked to remove her wet clothes, the snow elf king couldn't help but admire her fragile beauty. Despite being from another world and belonging to a different race, she was somehow endearing in his eyes. He carefully folded each piece of cloth before setting them aside, wanting to make sure she wouldn't catch cold again.

Once she was completely naked, Baruka felt a wave of heat rush through him at the sight of her small frame and delicate curves. His golden eyes flickered as he studied her face, trying to gauge her reaction to his touch. She shivered under his gaze, but didn't pull away from him.

The realization that she was seeking warmth from him was enough to make his heart skip a beat. Unable to resist the urge, he reached out and wrapped his cloak around her shoulders once more, drawing her close against his chest. She gasped as she felt the heat emanating from his body, and for a moment she relaxed into the comforting embrace.

The snow elf king gazed down at the human girl in his arms, her cheeks flushed and her breath soft against his chest. He couldn't help but feel a strange stirring within him, an emotion he wasn't accustomed to feeling for someone like her. As she continued to cling to him, seeking warmth, he wondered if perhaps there was more between them than just the cold that had brought them together.

"Are you warm now?" he asked gently, brushing a strand of wet hair from her face.

The snow elf king smiled softly at her gratitude. He couldn't help but feel a strange sense of responsibility for the human girl now that he had brought her into his world and warmed her. As they sat there together, sharing heat against the cold, he wondered what their future would hold. Would she ever find a way back to her own world? Or would she stay here with him, in this land of ice and snow? The thought both frightened and intrigued him.

"I will see that you are safe and cared for," he assured her, wrapping his cloak tighter around them both. "For as long as you wish to remain."