And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie) novel Chapter 173

Chapter 173 New Room & Old Friends

By the time I got back to my room, I was beyond exhaust- ed over having to deal with people in-general. The sun had set long ago, and as the moons rose up within the sky, I had a feeling my night was far from over. As soon as I walked through my door to my bedroom, Freya stood there waiting for me. And honestly, I was surprised how she had moved so quickly from the Grand Hall to my room without me even noticing.

"Freya, did you need something?" I asked her, watching as her cool eyes turned towards me with a smile on her face as she looked at a photo within a white frame I had set on my dresser.

The photo was of me and my mother from just before graduation. I hadn't wanted to take the picture with her, how- ever, she had coerced me into doing so. And because of it, I was grateful, because it was a part of her I got to keep.

"You didn't seem too pleased to take this photo with your mother," Freya said, catching me slightly off guard as I moved within the room closer to where she was standing. I knew the woman wouldn't cause me any harm, but after all of the is- sues I had with Inanna and Loki, I wasn't going to take any risks of trusting people so easily.

"Yeah, that was before my mother and I kind of fixed things with each other. I was rebellious when I lived there. And my mother got on my nerves, as every mother typically does with their daughters."

"Yet you miss her dearly," she replied in a very awkward kind of sense, as if she was trying to understand what the connection with my mother and I was.

"Well, of course, I do. Don't you miss your mother?" My question was hesitant, and as I stared at her, I watched her gaze slightly furrow before she placed the picture back upon the dresser and turned to me completely.

"That isn't important, but what is important is I have a sur- prise for you."

Not sure what the surprise was going to be, but as she took my hand and pulled me along back outside of my room and down the hallway in a different direction than I had ever been. I couldn't help but wonder why the surprise couldn't have waited until morning.

The last thing I wanted to do was go gallivanting around this damn place. All I wanted to do was crawl into bed in PJ's and possibly read a book or something, considering there was no damn TV.

"Freya, where are you taking me? It's late, and I want to go to bed," I whined slightly, not happy with the fact she was tak- ing me halfway across this massive palace of Odin's toward a wing that was explained as being restricted.

"Well, since you've taken upon your new position, there's no reason for you to stay in the room that you had. All of your stuff is going to be moved over in the morning, but for the time being, you're being placed in a different wing of the building."

She was literally moving me in the middle of the night to a new bedroom instead of just waiting for me to wake up in the morning refreshed after having spent a long period of time. speaking with people I had no interest in actually speaking with!

Freya was a bit of an extraordinary person, and though I had gotten to know her slightly in passing since I had been here, and I had heard stories of her from my mother when I was growing up, I still couldn't understand why it was that she did things she did.

Freya always seemed to ask the most questions, and she watched everybody carefully as if trying to mimic or under- stand why it is they did what they did, whether it be from eat- ing to simple conversations or even the way that I would dress. I could remember right after I had came here she had made a comment on why I was wearing leggings because she found them most extraordinary. Or so that was the wording she used.

Someone would think for a goddess who's been around for a very long time, she would at least have been able to un- derstand what comfortable clothing was.

A few moments later, we finally arrived outside a set of white and gold double doors. I wasn't exactly sure what was beyond it, other than the room she supposedly had said was for me, but as she opened the door, my breath was literally taken away.

This room looked to be the size of an entire house. The moment I stepped in, I took in the white and lilac decor, the king size bed that sat within its center, rounded edges with draped sheer curtains and canopies that billowed down the sides of it.

Of that there were photos upon the walls of floral designs and different abstract pieces of colors, some shades I didn't. even know existed. "Holy shit, is this all for me?"

Freya laughed and as I glanced over my shoulder at her moving around the room, I couldn't understand why they would give me something so massive an entire family could live in the size of this room.

"Of course, it's for you. If you're going to be a leader one day, you need a proper room."

Her question paused me in my steps, and as I spun to look at her, I couldn't help but frown. "What does a room have to do with me leading people? I don't even know if I can do this, Freya."

Opening and closing her mouth, she stared at me as if I had grown a second head. "You can, Cassie. It's in your blood."

"I don't know about that," I muttered in reply as I turned from her and continued making my way around the room.

More white accented furniture was decorated with crystal vases and a variety of flowers in different colors. It was magi- cal and all, but the taste of the room was far from who I really was. Something I would have to fix if this was going to be my permanent situation.

"You can do it, you just need to give it time," Freya replied with hope in her voice. "Perhaps meeting with some of your friends will help to clear your mind. I let the guards know Sansa would be a frequent visitor."