It was Freya who burst into Thea’s bedroom the next morning. The Captain sat upright in her bed, Sebastian curled up beside her. Somehow, he’d managed to migrate from his own bed to curl up against his mother. She hadn’t minded, understanding how limited such times would be.
But they stared at the Princess as she bustled into the room and bounced onto the bed beside them.
‘Wake up!’ Freya beamed, ‘Ilan has found you a perfect place to stay, aren’t you excited? We should go immediately?’
‘Ilan?’ Thea stared at her friend, blinking. Still not quite awake. Sebastian looked between the two of them before falling back against the pillows, pulling a blanket over his head. In Veren, Freya invading their home was a regular occurrence.
‘I was speaking with him last night, after dinner,’ Freya
