Kapitel 110: THE DRAGON AND THE GRIM REAPER

[Music Recommendation: Castle of Glass (Cello and Piano) ~ GnuS Cello]

Freya gently rose from her father's bedside, her eyes lingering on his peaceful face, now serene in slumber, his health finally on the mend. She let out a quiet sigh before leaving the room in search of the Princess.

Stepping outside the palace, Freya's nose was first blessed with the fresh scent of freshwater and green leaves. Avon was close to the sea, but during the dry seasons, one wouldn't notice at all. But with the rainy season on its way, its presence was made known with the heavy scent of wet earth.

Freya closed her eyes, enjoying the feel. It was a lushness she didn't know she would enjoy a few days ago when she was about to be sold as a bed warmer to the lecherous ministers. The horror of that day replayed in Freya's mind; her eyes flew open, goosebumps rising on her skin. She shook her head as if dislodging the unwanted memory.