The Lord of the sins

o an end and it was time for the gr

the opportunity to study the corners of his face and his biceps, which poked out of the clothes he was wearing and made him look like

present, and realisation dawned on her that she still didn't know him or know why and how she was here—and they had jus

rst, since that was the only conve

e, and then he replied. “You'

now you… and I'm sure you don't know me either. A p

a sudden jolt in her stomach—this man was making her feel things.

She was in a mysterious land which seemed ancient and mediaeval with a mysteriously-beautiful man who everybody seeme

eyes?“ she asked, trying not to sou

made a sudden stop. One of the guards with them in the

too. She looked around them immediately her foot touched the ground. They were i

tle without a single word, and Freya found herself r

deserve any of these cold treatments you're giving me. Or… did I?“ Freya was suddenly very pissed and frustrated. She

d a little emotion for perhaps the first time—but Freya couldn't name it. He s

n they hea

er age dressed in the same uniform. They looked really shocked and scared as she stared

t, and he seemed to spe

e you and our Lady and pre

ing rather harsh. They immediately averted their gaze

little. “We'll talk later after you settle do

ou can bathe and get into more comfortable clothes,” said t

They silently led her past a wide and beauti

ed the maids were watching her every move. It was a large room which looked and smelled

king if she needed a bath. Freya replied in the positive since she thought it would help relieve her body of the stress and fear of the worst. They showed her to the bathroom where a warm b

ssions on their faces. “My L-lady,” the older

en realised that she was some sort of p

ped into the bathtub, completely naked and a

and sat on a stool as they sponged her

iful hair, my Lady,”

and decided that she liked the younger one for not fearing

lder one spoke. “My Lady, my name is Joan and her

le to talk to before the unknown doom befell on her. “

oks before replying in un

ou just called me

Freya realised she was making them feel uncomfortable. She was d

you both s

La—Freya,” repl

is name? M

ely. “H-he hasn't told you?“ aske

ng at all. Just that…” Freya paused

m gasp. And some moments later

nded, using the authority she kne

to tell you his name

on here, really? Why do you all fear him so m

rd said to the maids as he s

h fear on their faces, not even havin

he walked majestically towards her, lo

sponge in his hands before adding some soap

re doing?“ Freya asked bef

after a beat just before he started

fingers mildy touched her skin as the sponge rotated around her collarbone and began to move downwards to her

ou act like you want to chop-off my neck in one

huckled. “Calm and tamed?“ his voice was a whisper

eeling drowsy. “And I do

n hers as she said her last word

cause you n

for mine, either,”

en demanded for Lord Ethan and the maids to tell me… but they refused and s

ed to know for the reasons

happens, eventually. I just want

gers escaping her hands to touch her

n he mentioned his name, and she c

Freya flushed. “But, why the

,” he said, and instantly w

ell on Freya. “Y-you a

he muttered. “Can you

inking. And then she felt hi