FREYA
I have just one hour before I have to report back to Troy’s room. So, the library is where I go. There are still too many books that haven't been able to check. The librarian, lady Myrtle, an old lady with perfect posture, knows me by my name now. And she even doesn’t mind Frost being with me as he proved to her that he can behave a long time ago.
She always saves me a seat at a small table deep behind all the bookshelves and next to a huge window. It’s my hiding spot, really. Because the Ruby guys were finding and bothering me even at the library.
“I appreciate it so much, lady Myrtle,” I smiled at the woman and she smiles back at me while she is leading me to the table, helping to bring some of the books I chose for today.
“Oh, Freya, this is absolutely no trouble fo
