Freya fumbled with her fingers after telling Oriana and Madame Rosalie everything that had happened while she was in Eridor, including the situation with Rowan and the princess. Now, she stood before the women like a culprit, ready to receive their ruling. She couldn't raise her face to look at them. Though she knew they were disappointed, Freya wanted guidance. She wanted them to tell her what to do because, at the moment, she didn't know. And avoiding Rowan, how long was that going to last, seeing that they lived under the same roof?
Oriana sucked her teeth, her brows knitted. "I don't think Rowan will actually marry some random princess... I don't know him that well, but from what Adric says about him, Rowan only does what he wants."
"Why didn't you let him explain? Maybe he was going to tell you everything that happened," Madame Rosalie added, both women's eyes now fixed on the younger one.