Chapter 23 Nighttime Talks (1)

The hour-long conversation with Frigga surely drained him out that it took him hours of just contemplating things over. He was definitely out of his mind for arguing with her about being the 'shield' on this issue and he cannot stress out appropriately why he wanted to be that much of a martyr for them.

For Freyja yet again of course, he hated to see her much more in this pain. But there's an extension to out—a reason that he cannot simply tell.

"Ah..shit. I shouldn't have just stepped in here from the beginning." he murmured, loosening his tie as he walked down the stairs. Sebastian surely drowned on alcohol already last night, but a few drinks for the night won't hurt so he can fall asleep easier.

"You're awake?"

By the end of the staircase there was Freyja, she was holding a tray with two glasses of milk and a biscuit on the side. She was clad in a lush pink and satin nightgown that hugged her body, topped with a thick robe with a darker shade of pink and only barefoot.