As myself and Freya head down an unfamiliar corridor, I begin to hear faint voices. Soon, I see a door in front of us, and as we walk towards it, the voices get louder. Freya reaches the door first, and waits patiently for me to stop next to her. 'What do I do?' I whisper. She smiles at me, and motions to herself. 'Follow me, I will take you to Kale. Besides, I will be in there the whole time, so just look for me, ok?'
I nod, and smooth down my skirt. Freya stands up taller, opens the door and walks in. I hesitate, but breath evenly and follow after her. As soon as I step into the room, people are silent, looking at my outfit. Moving slowly, I walk past them and into another room, hoping to find Kale or Freya.
The room I walk into doesn't turn silent, but the atmosphere changes as everyone acknowledges my presence. Breathing quietly, I edge past the chatting groups and find Kale sitting in a large armchair. When he spots me, he smiles. But when he sees my clothes his eyes practically pop out of his head.
As I head over to him, the men he were chatting to stare at me, so I hurry up and stand by the side of Kale. Using his hand, he nudges my back, so I move forward, only to feel his arm snake around my waist and slide me in next to him. I move my head so it is comfortably leaning against his chest, and I close my eyes. 'Are you ok?' He asks me, and I nod, my hair rubbing against his skin.
I hear his sharp intake of breath, before the room goes silent. Confused, I open my eyes to see that the parlor we are in is now empty; all of the double doors closed. 'Why...' I begin, but stop when my collar is unclipped.