ARIANNE POV
Freya stared at me, brown eyes widened in confusion and that the first time she let her mask slips. "Whatever do you mean?"
"You know who I am." It wasn't a question.
Freya released a chuckle and if I didn't listen closely I wouldn't be able to tell that it was forced. "What do you mean by that? Of course everyone knows who you are your highness."
"And that is?"
Freya opened her mouth but suddenly the word got lodged in her throat. I arched a brow up at her patiently waiting for what it was she was going to say. "You are the queen if the…the dark lord!"
I smirked at her in response "Well, you are correct that I am." I said and a pained expression crossed her features but it was gone just as quickly as it came. "But I am actually the queen if Eragon, wife of the king of wolves!" I added glowing my eyes for effect while Freya's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Oh gods above!" Ravenna groaned but I ignored her.