Freya’s Pov
But then the storm will come anyway. I was having breakfast with Artemis in the dining hall. He was very chatty and I enjoyed it.
“So what’s your favorite colour?” He asked. I laughed at his question, “you can’t be serious?” I asked in disbelief.
“Come on I am, tell me your favorite colour and reason,” oh boy he was serious.
Okay, I tried to supress the laughter and offer him an answer.
I thought back to it, now that I did, I realized that I in fact didn’t have a favorite something. I think it was as a result of growing up in the Eastwood pack. Back then I didn’t have much of a choice so I just sucked up to whatever I was offered.
Rubbing my chin I thought on the colour that was most appealing to me. After much thought I concluded that I didn’t have a favorite colour but
