Angele pushed the door open and stepped inside. He saw someone sitting on the sofa in the darkness.
He was about to draw his sword but realized that the only other person in the main building was Freia.
"Freia, why aren’t you sleeping?" Angele questioned in a gentle tone.
"Green?" Freia stood up and ran toward Angele. "I thought you were not coming back…"
Freia jumped into Angele’s arms. She was trembling due to the low temperature in the living room. The girl’s face was pale and her brow furrowed, it seemed like she had a nightmare.
"That’ll never happen." Angele rubbed Freia’s long black hair softly. "What happened? You should put on some more clothes."
With a flick of his finger, a ball of red flame beside the two, bringing warmth to the room.
Freia’s face turned pale and she hesitated. The girl hugged Angele tight and she started speaking several minutes later.