FREYA
In the morning I have one of the apples I’ve stolen for breakfast and hurry to the shower room when everyone else actually left for the real thing at the dining hall. But it’s ok, at least now I have to wait just a few more hours before lunch.
Drying my hair is a real problem here. But somehow I manage to do at least a half-decent job with my towel and braid it afterward for the day. In hope that it will dry enough.
I put on my uniform. A different set today, as for the first half of the day all battlemages of my year are going to train physically. I gulp at the thought alone. Back in my world, I used to run every morning and do yoga from time to time. But here… Freya’s body seems more fragile. She does a lot of physical work at Beaufort’s house yet it didn’t bring her t
