Chapter 115
- The executioner had more smirk on his face than necessary. He didn't get to experience such a day on a regular occasion. His presence irritated Freya so much.
- Death was inevitable for Freya now. She thought it better to go down with a fight than relinquish herself like a coward. What was the worst that would happen? Voluntarily or unwillingly, she was suffering the same fate.
- Closer and closer to the gallow, her eyes caught something that gave her hope. The executioner had a dagger tucked away by the side of his waist. Freya's eyes scanned around, and she saw that the best opportunity was when they approached the gallow. That way, she could make away using the unguarded area of only she could jump across the fire. That was her only exit.