Chapter 20

Freya’s Pov

But then the storm will come anyway. I was having breakfast with Artemis in the dining hall. He was very chatty and I enjoyed it.

“So what’s your favorite colour?” He asked. I laughed at his question, “you can’t be serious?” I asked in disbelief.

“Come on I am, tell me your favorite colour and reason,” oh boy he was serious.

Okay, I tried to surpress the laughter and offer him an answer.

I thought back to it, now that I did, I realized that I in fact didn’t have a favorite something. I think it was as a result of growing up in the Eastwood pack. Back then I didn’t have much of a choice so I just sucked up to whatever I was offered.

Rubbing my chin I thought on the colour that was most appealing to me. After much thought I concluded that I didn’t have a favorite colour but I knew the colours that I would alway go for should I be offered the chance to choose.

“I know this might be weird but I don’t have a favorite colour.”

“You don’t?” He asked surprised.

“I mean there are