Once she was finally restraint Freya dive into her thoughts. Making herself questions like.
"What is love?" "How long have I've been longing for it?" "What am I even looking for?"
"What am I supposed to do?"
She let her mind run free… And waited in her room. Bombarded by countless whispers, itches, thoughts that prompted her to take what she wanted, after all, it was there for her to claim it.
"Just take him"
But for each seductive whisper her heart ached. It was going to be a long wait…