Freya’s POV
Arriving at the courthouse downtown, I saw a large group of reporters meandering around. Was there some kind of case I wasn’t aware of today?
Slamming the car door, I strode up the stairs to the skyscraper, shimmering with all its windows in the afternoon light reflecting off nearby buildings.
My lawyer, Grace, met me at the top of the stairs just inside the doors.
“It is nice to see you. I was hoping to catch you before you left.” Grace shot out a hand to shake mine.
“Good to see you. Why were you hoping to catch me before now?”
Grace took my elbow and led me deeper into the courthouse away from the windows. “What is going on, Grace?”
She pulled out a paper from her briefcase and handed it to me.
“Kael filed a preventative motion to block your appeal, citing ‘emotio
