Chapter 68

Freya’s POV

The once confident and obnoxious Norman trembles violently, now unable to even mutter another word as confidently as he always had.

For the first time, I actually feel pity for him. Any more and I was sure he would piss his pants.

I turn to Silas, now pushing him gently so I can actually face him properly.

“I wasn’t playing anything. It was just a joke, Silas.”

He looks down at me, now prying his eyes away from Norman. His terrorizing aura slowly fades to its usual measure now.

“Ah, you’re close enough with him to joke about that now, I see. You really didn’t miss me, Freya, seeing as you were too busy making so many friends.”

Despite the pained tempo in his voice, he smiles at me, making me more confused.

I can’t discern if he’s mad about it or if he’s impressed that I can actually make friends in my situation.

Whatever it is, I can’t help feeling irked about it.

How can he so easily joke about missing h