Freya‘s pov.

Damn it. That was too fast.

I tried to breathe, steady myself. Let them burn it out. Let them release it. Maybe then… maybe then they'd finally listen.

But time was slipping.

A sharp whistle tore through the air. My fingers were in my mouth before I even thought. They looked at me, surprised.

I lowered my hand.

“Listen to me.”

They paused. Silent again. Tense. Waiting.

“I didn’t come to banish you. I didn’t come to ...