Freya’s pov
I looked at him and I could see the anger on his face.
He called for this., I wanted us to go our separate ways, but he didn’t want to listen.
“Now, feed me because I am starving,” I said as I headed into his car.
He got back in the car and started driving to the diner.
“You must think that you have won,” he said, and I just sighed.
“I didn’t want to play this game anymore. You forced my hand,” I explained it to him.
Had he accepted my offer, then he wouldn’t be stuck with me.
We went inside, and I ordered my food, and he also gave his order.
“My goal is to get back home and fight my twin brother for the throne. What is your goal for coming here?” he asked me.
I looked at him. I might have something against him, but that’s not enough to trust him.
“To protect
