The Lord of the sins

s, she stood frozen in place as she looked at where he

, crashing to the cold

ed of the situation on ground. She was only thinking about her brother a

d her with just his touch, had said her death would be more pleasurable than that of the others if she

ng. Her survival instincts were screaming and warning her to g

he hadn't seemed to lock it. Without thinking, she jump

cked. Her heart jumped in relief and she felt some of the weight on her chest gone as she opened the d

to the end. The wall in front of her was made of strong-looking brown bricks, and she only d

hat she could hear her breathing, and it held some sort of forbidden aura in the air. Freya

looked back to see if she was being followed. The hall-way went forever, and Freya was really starting to regret going out. At that moment, she realised that she had left t

did she care so much about where he went? Wasn't she supposed to be happy that he wasn't around to stop her? And that w

cursed in frustration. He must have wanted her to get ou

he did

of the voice she heard, but she saw with dismay that a figure was standing not less than seven feets away from her. Freya turned to look behind her and saw there was n

stammered, her express

e voice. And that was when Freya saw her face. She swallowed her

ed some inches away from her chest. She was dressed in an all-black warrior-like attire, which complemented her fair skin and ma

fair goddess before she walked over to N

ell as the fair goddess searched her brown eyes with her golden ones like she could see through her. Fin

angrily since she couldn't hold her patience any longer:

attention back to Freya and sn

ghts. She gasped in shock and looked around her in disbelief. It turns out that she was in a room as b

usly started to stand from where she knelt to fi

on'

ourse—the man who promised her a pleasurable death. But there was something more: he looked uncomfortable and was dre