Ronan’s POV
I was about to get into the carriage when i sighted Freya with a red nose and her arms wrapped around her to shield the cold off and none of her maids were in sight. I hurried towards her.
“Freya, what is wrong?” I asked, reaching for her. It is quite early in the morning.
She tried to smile despite the cold slapping her face hard. “Nothing, it is just cold. I went out to the garden to have a moment to myself.”
“You could have called some maids to bring you a coat.”
“I didn’t want to disrupt their sleep.” Came her reply.
Without thinking further, i lifted her off the ground towards the hallway. She tried to protest but i had no intention to let her down. I only let her go when she laid on the bed with the bed cover around her.
“Thank you.” She mumbled.
I placed a
