Despite doing it multiple times in the past, riding horses over a frozen lake never got any less nerve-racking.
The two slowed their horses as they approached the edge of the lake and cautiously pressed forward, making sure they were on a deeper entry into the lake rather than a gradual one with a shallow beach because that could easily cause the horses to break through the ice since it would be thinner in a gradual point.
However, moving slowly on the edges also wasn't the best idea either. That meant they had to somehow find the perfect entry point while also keeping their momentum forward.
Even though Irene did so without hesitating, her heart was racing and she felt her hands become clammy. She was more surprised than anything that her brother followed her without a second thought as well.
