POV: Freya
The sun was rising, casting a warm glow on the world and painting the sky with hues of orange and pink. I gazed at the horizon, towards my beloved lake's direction, and thought to myself, "It must be around 7 AM."
I bid farewell to Aiden and my mother with a heavy heart. Erik and Lorik had already gone ahead to be with my father. However, as Elijah returned with a book he had claimed to have forgotten, I caught a familiar scent. My father's scent. At first, I felt a glimpse of anger, but it was short-lived as perhaps he also deserved a punch or two.
I couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. I had been fearful that my father would banish me for returning with Ymir, but now, I felt content. If he has banished me, I wouldn't be able to meet with Aiden ag
