Madeline’s POV

“Why? What happened?” Victor asked and immediately dismounted.

I was panicking while seeing the blood trickling down from the knuckles of Freya. Before I could even tend it, Victor went beside me and held her hand, examining it.

“Are you okay? Does it hurt?” Victor asked and even blew it.

“Oh, no, I am sorry!” I exclaimed.

“No, it is fine, Madeline. It was an accident,” Freya assured me, but I felt really bad.

“No, you are not fine,” Victor firmly said. ...