*FREYA*Life rushes to my lungs, snapping my heavy eyes open to troubled orbs staring back at me. “Oh, Freya. Thank the goddess you are awake.”Despite the blurry haze in my mind and the constant pounding in my head like it was hit with a sledgehammer, I recognize Alera's voice. I try to sit up, my fingers pressed against my temple but she place a hand on my arm, stopping me mid motion. “I...” I try to speak but it only end in a croak, my throat feels like sandpaper. “W-Wat-ter,” I manage to choke out and Alera surprisingly gets the message as she spin around to the table beside her, with a jug and cup. She pours water into the cup and guides the cup to my lips, I wanted to protest but the hard look she direct at me is enough to shut my mouth. I gulp the liquid greedily as I request for another cup , thankfully my throat doesn't feel like the bark of a tree. After downing the second cup, I watch Alera return the cup back to the table, taking my time to study her. Her eyes look
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