For several hours, the two of us sat and discussed our next move. I was thoroughly impressed by her commitment to gaining all the pertinent intel she had gathered.
She had hidden beneath beds, inside closets, and even pretended to deliver specially prepared food with truth serum baked inside it to ascertain more about Thranar's plans.
She'd provided a handful of names that I didn't recognize, but I would soon. I had little doubt each one was a member of the Cult of the Blood Moon, placed here to further their mission at the expense of ours.
The more she told me, the more I wanted to turn the tables on Thranar. The stairs creaked above me and I looked up to see Freya standing at the top of the stairs.
She cocked her head curiously and I smiled up at her.
"I trust you slept well, Queen Freya?" I asked her.
"I did, King Aric," she replied quietly, her cheeks flushing beautifully as she gazed down at me.
