FREYA

I decided to figure out whatever the hell was going on later as I made my way into the bathroom to freshen up. I once again tried putting on a dress but ended up taking it off in a hurry due to how itchy it made me.

There was a quick knock on the door before Hazel stepped in with the breakfast stray, my stomach grumbled and I gestured for her to put it on the bed. "I need to see the healer, maybe she will be able to provide a solution to my itchiness," I told her.

"I will see ...