When Freya got home the night had fallen already. She smelled a delicious smell of something her sister must have cooked. Her feet immediately took her to the kitchen.
She found her sister seating on a stool with a dessert in front of her her, two plates, two glasses and a bottle of strong alcohol, strong enough to get a vampire drunk. All this setting made Freya understand that her sister knew the truth.
"you knew it?" Freya asked her sister. She wasn't even surprised. But why didn't she tell her?
"It wasn't my place to tell you" Dahlia replied calmly.
"all of that happened and I didn't know" Freya said relating to the story with Cassius and Dola.
"there was no need to involve you" Dahlia replied. Freya sighed. She looked at the dessert, it looked yummy but she was too angry to even feel hungry.
"wanna have a taste?" Dahlia asked gently.
Tears welled in Freya's eyes as she looked at the dessert. It was annoyingly enticing.
