90. A Dream

I was pretty sure this food tasted a lot better than it did last night even when it was the same recipe and ingredients, but somehow my tongue was watering for it. The scent was heavenly and so was the taste and I hummed with joy as I stuffed my mouth full.

“Wow Freya I didn’t know you were that hungry.” Christie commented but I ignored her. The food was a lot more important to me at this point.

“I just hope Master doesn’t think I don’t feed you with the way you’re practically inhaling that food. It’s just 11am and that’s your third meal.” She said again and I paused in my eating.

“Aargghh since I can’t eat peacefully here, I’m going somewhere else.” I said irritated by the fact that she wouldn’t stop talking and just allow me enjoy my meal in peace.

“Freya, I didn’t mean to offend you, I just wanted to be sure you’re fine.”

I was already half way through the door with my plate in my hands before she could complete her sentence.

I made my way to Greyson’s office, I didn’t want t