FREYA’S POV
“What are you doing? Stop! What’s with the dagger under my chin?!” I smiled at the necromancer.
“This is the only way to make you listen to my request. Fix the queen’s situation. And maybe find a way to make her pregnant or something. If you do that, Alaric will officially become my slave. That is what we all want. Why are you adamant about keeping the woman suffer?” Indigo sighed.
“And why are you so obsessed with making that man your slave? I thought you had abolished slavery in your empire.” This woman is such a pain in the ass.
“Because it’s the only way for my people to get the revenge they want. That man had killed thousands of people, and I want to give them at least what they need to coop with the fact that their loved ones are dead.” Indigo pushed the dagger aw
