Freya wrenched herself free, stumbling back, her face pale as Luminawords replayed in her head.
"You… you witch!" she spat, her voice trembling already terrified at what crazy thing Lumina could do to her.
Ashen's dagger was already drawn, almost losing it at how Freya insulted his woman. He lunged forward, the blade raised.
"Ashen!" Lumina's voice rang through the dungeon, when she felt his action she knew he was about to hurt Freya.
But before another word could pass, the sound of footsteps echoed, it took just a few seconds and the air thickened instantly.
Ashen froze. His lips parted in a snarl. "Mother," he whispered, recognizing her footsteps.
Just then Queen Sephora appeared in the archway, looking so pissed that he had sent for Freya's release and the news reached her that Ashen was there already.
Lumina and Ashen lowered their heads in reluctant bows as Lady Freya rushed forward, falling dramatically to her knees before the Queen.
