Chapter 69: Margot's Grandson

Freya's POV

I secured the last of the practice weapons back in the armory racks with a weary sigh. The sun was dipping low on the horizon now that training was concluded for the day, and an unfamiliar melancholy stole over me. These solitary evenings had become my norm of late, with Lena sequestered away recovering and Frost still not speaking to me after our quarrel.

Shutting the heavy oak doors behind me, I stood aimlessly in the empty courtyard for a moment. I longed to check in on Lena, but the thought of another hostile confrontation with my bullheaded brother made me bristle. Let Frost come to me contritely when he decided to stop acting like a pompous ass.

As I meandered slowly back to my quarters, an idea took root - why not visit that sweet elderly woman I'd met at the village hospital? She had seemed to appreciate my company, and right now I needed a sympathetic ear more than ever. Decision made, I hurried off to purchase some fruit tarts from her favorite bakery to bring a