THE GREAT WAR I

 We all gathered at the throne room trying to discuss the next plan of action for Freya. I was ready to sacrifice myself, it was me Azar wanted after all. He was just doing this to spite us all. Fucking bastard! I thought to myself feeling anger swirl in my chest. My gaze moved to Harald who had a stoic expression on his face, I couldn't tell what he was thinking but I knew he felt the same way I did. His face might look calm but there was a simmering rage he felt underneath all that calmness.

"So what do we do now?" Kiran asked, "We can't do what's in the letter and neither can we just leave Freya with them!"