FREYA
Back in my room no matter how much I tried to stop myself from thinking about my confrontation with Morgana, I couldn't. Her words somehow stick to my mind half driving me crazy, I even tried coming up with the theory that she purposely said that to get to me but guess what? That solves nothing. When the cat I took from the dining room a few hours ago meowed, dragging my attention to it, I figured out I wasn't alone anymore.
"I think you, my friend, need a name." I grinned stroking its fur. I couldn't think of any name suitable for a cat since I've never owned a pet before. "How about...Luna?" I said after a while, when it meowed again I took that as a response to her liking it. "Luna it is then."
After a few minutes of sitting in boring silence and thinking about what Morgana s
