Chapter 71 Chapter Seventy-one

Astrid stops beside my desk, her gaze flicking briefly toward Iris, who's still standing nearby with her arms folded.

"Come on, Freya. Let's go."

I blink. "Where?"

Astrid gives me a look as though I've just asked her the most ridiculous question in the world.

"Somewhere we can actually talk ...

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