Freya

Chapter 43

"I know you are unlikely to believe someone like me but I also know that I can never hide my magic from you even if it is strictly commanded by my brother."

Lessan sighed and ruffled Freya's hair.

"And I can't beat anyone of my kind, I can do magic that is harmful and magic that is good," the girl added as she turned her back on it. Lessan didn't say a word and started walking.

"I'll get ready for what we can shout, go to the back and get dressed for your bath. I'll talk to you later," he said and started to walk away but suddenly stopped when he blew very hard, almost blowing the pieces of leaves on the tree which caused one by one it to fall to the ground. He quickly turned to Freya who had just turned us in the middle but it was as if a magic had wrapped around her and everyone slowed down in its action, especially when he saw a young woman whose long hair was parted by the wind. Its physical appearance is unique, it has long white hair and very white skin wrapped in black clothing. He had a strange lip color and gentle eyes. He was too surprise of her appearance. Its beauty is unparalleled, with long nails and a unique aura. This girl was silent and just stared at him.

"F-Freya ..."

"Sir!"

Lessan realized and only then did he notice the girl Freya who was already in front of him. His forehead furrowed because Freya was already in front of him.

"F-Freya !?" he asked incredulously and looked at the part of the garden where he saw a woman with white hair, which was the cause of his loss of self.

"Where is she ?!" he asked Fryea pertaning the yellow haired girl he saw but she just pouted in response. He looked at Freya’s whole body but it seemed unlikely that this was the woman he saw. Its hair is short and black, another has very pale lips that seem to have escaped blood.

"It's impossible that you're that white haired girl, you can't transform that fast," Lessan whispered to himself and tweaked his hair.

"Sorry Lord, I'll go first."

"Damn!" he was cheap to himself because he didn't know what to think about what he saw, he wanted to see the woman again. Ask where it came from and what else. But he seemed to roll his eyes only. He just shook his head and turned his attention back to Freya who disappeared again in front of him. He could only see it entering the house.

"She's so weird," he mouthed to his self and look back again to the place of where he saw that girl.

"I want to see her again."

....

"Really?" He asked his staff Jake again while he was on the other line. He could not believe what it said. His Dad can't go back to the Philippines now because for a big reason he was happy.

"Yes, in additional we received calls and emails from your modeling accounts."

"What is it?"

"Some modeling agency are looking for you, but not to get you but to get Miss Freya Adamson as their talent."

"What? That's silly, don't answer them. I won't let Freya."

"Noted, Sir."

After that he hanged up the call. He just sighed and looked at Freya who was busy watching TV. This is the main hobby of the woman indoors. They couldn't continue with the planned swimming because she suddenly became depressed, her face was very serious and she hadn't said a word before.

"Freya..." he called her name but she didn't even look at him.

Is there a problem between them?

"What's that Freya? Why are you ignoring me?" he added but the woman didn't seem to hear anything. He couldn't figure out what had gone wrong because the woman had been like this before. He just let it go and started preparing food. When the food was finally ready, he thought Freya would approach but he was wrong because it went straight to the terrace of his house.

"God! What's wrong with her?"

Even if he tries to ignore Freya's seeming avoidance and disregard for him and he can't do it. And he don’t know why. Only now did he feel like this, astonishment or concern that he could not comprehend. He thought Freya was just tired so it was just like this but only now he saw the girl like this. He did not continue eating and just followed her upstairs. He caught it with us just turned and with both hands on the barrier. He seemed to be thinking very deeply, like the first time he saw the girl cry.

"What are you doing here sir?" its question that managed to stop him from thinking. How could he know he was here without looking back.

"Freya, i-is there a problem?" he asked not leaving the stand right behind the woman.

"There is," its weak voice but he heard.

"And what is that? Tell me why."

"You vaguely understand me."

She gasped.

"I will try."

"Lie!"

He replied that he was able to frown.

"I'm not numb or a fool to not understand everything, it's unlikely a creature like you would believe me."

"F-Freya ... Is it about what happened earlier?"

"No sir sorry, just leave me please I have to be alone."

"Sorry ..." he mouthed even though he knew that she don't understand it. He also felt bad for himself and realized what he had done. It is very hard for someone like her to believe everything Freya says.

"I'm sure the babaylan is here in this world," he heard Freya whisper.

"Freya, I don't know how to tell you. As a person, it's hard for me to believe what you're saying. It's only happening in movies," he said, able to face the woman.

"The magic is real!"

"But how can I believe you?"

The girl stopped and stared at him. He stared into her eyes for a long time, as if thinking very deeply. He could see the hesitation in his eyes but he didn't know what it was for.

"So, I can show it to you Lord."

"H-How?"

The woman sighed deeply and looked back into the distance. While it remained turned awa, Lessan was staring at it.

After a while it blew very hard again.

"I'm Freya, a goddess."

"Sorry?"

He gulped when Freya's black hair started to turn white and long. Her yellow colored dress turns into black long dress and a hood from its back.

"F-Fvck!"

"Mention my name," the woman said again and turned to face him, again she glanced at the girl she had just seen in the garden. He didn't know why the sun seemed to speed up and it seemed to be about to set. The sky quickly darkened and there was loud thunder and lightning.

"Freya?" he mouthed out of nowhere and just dumbfounded staring at her. For a moment the heavy rain fell but it did not shake them and we remained on the terrace.

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