Chapter 47 CapíTulo Quarenta E Sete

• Freya woke drowsily, groggy and exhausted. Glancing at the clock on the table beside her, she saw that it was 6am. A heavy sigh escaped her lips; she'd barely slept two hours. She frowned and murmured softly.
• "That perverted wolf is barely letting me breathe." The sensation of suffocation invaded her body, as she felt her heat activate. She had to find a way to calm down. She turned her head and discovered the silhouette of Crono peacefully asleep, completely relaxed, and it disturbed her. Freya felt relieved to realize that Crono wasn't holding her, which would have prevented her from leaving the room.
• Gently, Freya slipped out of bed, picked up Crono's white shirt lying on the floor and began buttoning it. She crouched down to the door, put her hand on the handle and turned it slowly. Opening the door, he glanced outside, observing the lonely, silent corridor. He stepped out and carefully closed the door, walking briskly towards his old room, located in the same corridor but away from Crono's room and that of his children. He murmured in his mind: "Goddess Selene, don't let anyone go upstairs". When he reached the bedroom door, he released his breath and entered, confident in his approach.