Fifty

*Freya*

I stumbled through the lush palace gardens, my hand clutched tightly in Rafe's as he pulled me along. The early morning glow sparkled on the leaves and rainbow petals surrounding us. My curiosity flickered like a flame. What could he want to show me at this hour?

"Where are you taking me?" I asked breathlessly, picking up my pace to match his long strides. The rising sun painted Rafe's bronze skin and dark hair in a golden glow.

He glanced back at me ...