FREYA
I had always been so good an athlete all my life, so, taking off to the gate at the far end of the garden was no big deal.
I scaled through the garden, careful not to be seen by or any of the maids who might be roaming around the property like they always did.
I have seen them a couple of times roaming around the garden in daytime so I prayed so hard they don’t room tonight as I did my little bidding of fleeing from my captor’s hive, and I guess my prayers were answered before I thought of praying.
They weren't there to tell me back to my space, so, I made my way out of the gate, and stepping out, I ran without looking back.
Thanks to the boots, and the stripper gown that was so tight it clung to my body like my skin on my bones.
I wonder what would be of Jaxton if he learns
