Freya's brows furrowed. Where was Aether?
"What's wrong?" Ingrid's voice sounded as Freya felt her body become tense. "Where is he?" She asked, looking around frantically.
"Who?" Ingrid asked.
"Aether!" She hissed. "He was one of the winners, why isn't he heading up there?"
Ingrid's brows furrowed. "I don't know," She muttered. "That's odd…" She added after a moment's hesitation. As Freya watched, she pressed her fingers against her temples. "I should go." She mumbled. "There is much work do to…" She walked away, almost as if she was in a daze.
Freya's brows furrowed even further. What was up with her?
As the students scattered, she looked around in search of Fen. She didn't need to search for long, he was leaning against the wall by the entrance to the blue tinted grass arena. He massaged his temples as Freya approached him.
"Hey," She said with a faint smile. "What's up?"
