FREYA
In the morning I am a little disappointed when the chair in front of my bed is empty. I'm probably the most selfish person in the world. Desmond has spent the whole night or at least a significant part of it watching me from this chair. It's only natural that he left. I can only imagine how stiff his back should be after all that. And yet I wanted to see his mesmerizing hazel eyes with splashes of red in them… But remembering that we are having dinner together tonight, I started to feel a whole lot better.
I stretch in bed when one of the healers pops in.
“Oh, you are up!” she smiles, “Good. Stay here. Dean Drake ordered to serve you breakfast here and I also have quite a few potions for you to take home. After that, you’ll be free.”
She disappears quickly and I stretch i
