Leah
Freya chuckled beside me. "Why is he acting like someone might snatch you away?"
Well, your psychopath of a brother did threaten to feed my bones to me.
She draped a hand over my shoulders. "Come on," she said with a bright smile. "Let's have fun without controlling men."
Mira trailed behind us as she led the way into the grand hall.
"I disliked you the first time we met," she began.
No s**t.
"But now... I think you're not so bad." She smiled at me.
Before I could reply, a waitress bumped into me, her tray tilting forward and spilling wine on my dress.
My mouth parted in shock as I looked down at the mess. Heads were already turning toward the commotion and whispering.
God, I hate this.
"Oh no," Freya gasped dramatically.
The waitress dropped to her knees, bowing low with
