Freyr huffed at Vreta’s forward line of inquiry. It wasn’t totally surprising he was asking her such a personal question. She knew from her time around Rothians that they tended to be direct and have no concept of privacy. She resigned herself to answering, growing tired even as she did so.

[i]”Honestly, this feels like the new normal now. I’ve been swept up on the tide, with no time or perspective to plot a safe course. And how can I seek help, when everyone has their own agenda? No, best I focus on holding things together long enough to unravel this whole mess…”[/i]

Freyr took another long sip of her tea, savouring the hot liquid in her throat. [i]”This ‘traitor’, how can we possibly ‘protect ourselves’ from them if we don’t know who they are?”[/i]