Ray didn't wait long.

About half an hour later, he spotted a figure gliding across the snow from a distance. Of course, he was wearing goggles—otherwise, the glaring white would have blinded his "gold-plated" eyes.

The figure was heading straight for the mansion. Jules? Probably. From this distance, he couldn't make out the face, but the flowing skirt was unmistakable.

A few moments later, Ray confirmed it: it was definitely Jules. A man, dressed in women's clothing, painted and powdered—it h