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"I." Pause "Said." Pause "What the fuck is going on here?" His voice was deathly quiet. He slowly walked in, his eyes still focused on Connor.

"My king..I.." My voice wavered. I felt Connor's hand on my shoulder.

"It's okay. Freya was just distraught and I offered her a shoulder to cry on"

"Who said you could offer any one of my candidates a shoulder to cry on?" I stepped back now, allowing the both of them to face each other. They both looked angry but the look on Rafe's face could burn up an entire kingdom. Why was he so angry? It's not like I was special to him.

"Oh come on, Rafe, I wouldn't have had to offer that shoulder if you were treating your guests well. You know that!" Conner snapped at Rafe. He turned to me, his expression soft. "Can you excuse us Freya? Thank you"

I nodded without another word and hurried out of the dark library, making my way back to the gardens. I needed to clear my head from all this. I needed time away from this damned palace