*Freya*
"I am so glad you decided to let me go with you, Freya," Angel says excitedly.
"I have a feeling I'm going to live to regret it," I respond. My cousin and I are sitting in the family's well-sprung carriage on our way to return the earrings that Summer had pressed into my hands yesterday.
"Nonsense," Angel says offhandedly. "Besides, you might need me. What if you don't know what to say?"
I half roll my eyes, "I'm sure I will think of something appropriate."
"What if Summer doesn't know what to say?" She suggest.
"Now, that's unlikely," I say wryly. I glance down at the diamond and emerald earrings in my gloved hand. "Too bad," I say with a slight grimace.
"What?" My cousin asks.
I sigh, "These are awfully nice earrings."
The carriage comes to a halt in front of Summer's el
