Freya went to find the only person she thought could help her. The only person that gave her unconditional trust and support.
Emmett.
"your highness? What are you doing here?" Emmett asked with a concern look on his face. He didn't expect her. He was in the arena busy doing his work and he thought she was too.
"Emmett, I need to talk to you" she said with a low voice. She was angry, tired and confused, so much that she thought she might break down. Emmett felt sorry for her, he knew she was having a hard time.
"yes, yes your highness, come with me" he led her towards the building where was his office.
"come in" Emmett opened the door and let her in to his office and made her seat on a sofa. "do you want to drink something?"
"yes, please" she agreed.
Emmett gave her the wine he had here.
"I am sorry, it's not the best, your highness" he apologized with a half grin. Freya rolled her eyes.
