I was wearing the Dark Red leather and yes, my top was short sleeved.
“It's cold isn't it?."
“Shut up!." I whisper yelled at Freya through chattering teeth.
She chuckled.
“You could have just put on a jacket."
“You think I didn't try? See for yourself, conjure a jacket right now on me."
She tried but after some seconds she gave up.
“I don't understand what's happening."
“I can't wear jackets, it's a punishment."
“Wh-why?."
“Because I tried many times to conceal the blood pact. That was when I was still repelled by them."
“So they cursed you to be sleeveless?."
“It truly is a curse. " I rubbed my hands on my arms.
“This place is filled with so many soliders, they're pointing weapons at us." I said.
It was weird how I could feel them hiding, I could feel the weapons in their h
