Fifty six

*Freya*

I sat in my room, my mind drifting to the sweet moments I had shared with Rafe in the gardens just hours before. His strong arms around me, the intensity in his blue eyes right before he captured my lips in a hot kiss that left me breathless and weak in the knees. I smiled at the memory, touching my fingertips to my still tingling lips.

The door burst open and Grace, Flo and Clara hurried in, breaking me from my reverie.

"Miss Freya, the court ...