Freya stood there, lost in thought about what her feelings really meant. She hadn't realized the maid had already left, leaving her alone with the princess, who was now looking at her.
"Are you thinking of telling my mother?" Lirien asked with a tired sigh.
Freya who was not really paying attention, nodded absentmindedly. "Yes, what? No!" she quickly replied when she noticed the look of horror on the princess's face.
"Please, Freya, don't tell her. I'm going to tell her myself," the princess clasped her hands together, begging. She could already imagine the countless ways her mother would find to punish her if she discovered this part of her life.
Freya shook her head, looking at the princess, who was obviously scared of her mother. Freya couldn't blame her, as she was also scared of the Queen.
"I won't tell her. It's not my place to do so, so I won't," Freya assured her.