[Regifortis]

"I'd say you had enough already from yours truly, treasured. We can find some nice boots for crunching in the snow." Tobias snorted and nudged his King. "Maybe if someone didn't burn up my clothes, I'd have a good pair of boots already. Not that they'd fit me for long with my feet swelling up." He wiggled his toes at the thought. They felt fine so far, but who even knew what was to happen.

Then something occurred to him. "When we first met, you were wearing boots. You wouldn't have those lying around somewhere, would you?"