Chapter 111

• *Freya*
• My hands throbbed, tied painfully behind me with rough rope that bit into my skin. The gag in my mouth tasted of sweat and fear, muffling my cries as I struggled against the binds. Clara—sweet, gentle Clara—stood over me, her eyes wild and desperate. How had it come to this??One of my most trusted maids, plotting against me, wanting to kill me?
• "Freya!" Rafe's voice boomed through the room as he barged in, his eyes widening in horror at the scene before him. I felt a little bit relieved that he was here.