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"Eh?"
I blurted loudly at Cleenah's shocking revelation.
"Is something the matter, Loki?" Freya blinked her eyes, noticing me frozen.
I quickly masked my reaction, forcing a smile. "No, Your Highness. I was just… admiring your necklace. It's exquisite."
Freya smiled widely, and she absentmindedly touched the necklace, her fingers brushing over its sublime design. "You have a good eye, Loki. This is Brisingamen, the most beautiful necklace in existence, befitting the most beautiful woman in the world I would say."
Her words sent a chill down my spine.
She wasn't even hiding it.
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'Why the hell would Freyja be here pretending to be some princess?'
