Ember Frost’s POV

Once Alina had left, the crowd slowly drifted back toward the boxing arena, eager to cheer on the next round of fighters.

Freya released Jace’s arm and murmured, her voice soft and hesitant, “I… I’m sorry about earlier. You know there’s some tension between Alina and me. I shouldn’t have reacted so rashly. Thank you for letting me step back without making things worse.”

Jace gently took her hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “No, Freya. I mean what I ...