Freyja’s POV
Sitting on my bed and thinking was becoming a norm now. I don't actually know when or how it began but I have just somehow come to be completely dependent on these times ever since I arrived at Ravkan.
This morning was no different as I sat up in bed, bringing my knees close to my chest and then hugging them. Nikolia had once found me in the same posture, but back then we were not married, and I don't believe he cared much about what I did, as long as it didn't interfere with his plans. However, now, even though his character hadn't undergone a complete transformation, I had noticed some progress in him. At least he had seen me in this exact same posture a while ago, and I could see the concern on his face when he asked if I was okay.
I sat there, going carefully through w
