Freya's Pov

In my room I paced continuously, my mind running on and on and suddenly I wanted to be let out, I wanted to be free of this torture, my strewn all over my face causing me to groan from fury, I yanked a fistful of it and moved to the mirror.

A scowl veiled my face like the uttermost layer of my face, from the corner of my eyes I caught a red sharp double mouth joined in a hilt lying on the table.

I picked it up and cast one last glance on the long wavy hair that got on my face and ...