FREYA’S POV
“Do you have even the slightest idea of what you’re getting into?” I fired with anger burning like flames in my eyes.
“Oh please, we’re doing nothing wrong but consulting the ancestors!.” She glared at me and I chuckled mockingly
“Consulting the ancestors? I’m the reagent! I’m the one that gets to intercede for you lot!” I pointed to myself
“And as you’ve refused to do that but rather watch us die then use those same eyes of yours to watch the ancestors listen and answer our prayers” she grinned
“They won’t listen you!”
“You think because you’re reagent that you’re special? And you’re the only one that gets to pray to the ancestors and they would listen? You don’t even know the first thing about being reagent” she spat and my anger grew, I was trying my possible best
