Bab 136: Young Conqueror

Freya's eyelids fluttered open, her vision adjusting to the unfamiliar surroundings of the room. Her heart felt heavy as she roused from the bittersweet dream that had briefly carried her back to a time when her family was whole and happy. The abrupt transition from the dream world to her current reality was a harsh reminder of the circumstances she found herself in. The unfamiliar surroundings of the room only served to intensify her sense of displacement.

Sitting up in the large bed, Freya's gaze swept across the room, her mind racing to piece together the fragments of her current situation. As the memories flooded back, she couldn't help but let out a soft, rueful sigh.

"A dream, huh..." she mumbled to herself, her voice carrying a tinge of melancholy. It was a dream that offered a fleeting glimpse of the life she once knew, a life that now seemed like a distant memory.