FREYA’S POV
“Your majesty, I’m sorry for speaking out of turn, but please, in the future, please don’t kill anyone in front of the priestess. When the priestess was just a teenager trying to fend for herself in the temple, a group of bandits decided to robbed the temple and took everything that is made from gold. The high priestess doesn’t have much choice but to use force to stop them all. And everything happened right in front of the priestess, which leaves a deep scar on her heart. Once again, your majesty, I’m sorry if my words sound like insults to you, but this is for the priestess’s well being.” I watched as the nun kowtows in front of me as I was enjoying my morning breakfast.
“Where is your priestess now?” The nun explained that the priestess refused to leave her bed and cover
