Traitor

TYRION

"What the fuck did you just say?!" I grabbed Freya by the shoulders, my fingers viciously digging into her flesh.

She hissed in pain, cowering as I applied more strength to my grip. "I... I saw Ragnar Venard with a witch!" she cried out.

I released her, and she collapsed to her knees. I glared at her. "You'd better be telling the truth," I warned.

"I am!" she exclaimed, trying to get herself up from the floor.

"I need to know the whole situation; when, where, how it happened," I said curtly.

She nodded, precautiously stepping away from me. "A year ago, there was a party after the Alphas' annual meeting... I drank a bit too much, and I was going to lie down. I got lost on my way to the palace guest rooms in the east wing. Before I knew it, I entered a long, dark corridor. I noticed a woman in a dark cape standing at the end of it. I decided to walk over to her, hoping that she would help me find my room, but she disappeared behind the marble pillar. I took a few steps close