Eira;
A cold wet substance splashed on me, sending piercing chills to my skin. My body jerked as I sneezed hard. My temples throbbed.
“The lowlife is finally awake?” A voice echoed in my dreams. Or should I say it wasn’t a dream because my lashes just flickered open. At first, my sight was blurred. Then slowly, everything came to light. My eyes traveled, trailing the legs in front of me, upward to their faces.
It was Vogar and Freya, standing side by side as they towered over me.
Freya’s hands belted around her chest. While Vogar’s thumb played with the side of his lips as he looked over me.
“You made me wait for long,” Freya spoke first. She was speaking to me.
I tried to respond, but the aching all over my body protested. Every part of me was burning with pain. My lips quivered
