Freya’s pov
I stayed in the room hugging Zara as we leaned back against the headboard. I stared into space for a very long time. Zara had fallen asleep. That was all I needed: peace. But my eyes kept flicking to the door, expecting someone to burst in and attack me.
I was scared. I had no idea what I would face. I didn’t know what I would go through. I tried to calm myself down, but any time I thought of the marketplace and the circus, I shivered, waking Zara up. Then I had to start the process all over again of trying to calm her down, kiss her forehead, and tell her it’s all okay.
It didn’t take long before she started to snore in a soft way, which had me getting out of bed and walking to the window. I had the lights in the room off so no one outside could see me, but I could see di
