“Freya,” he said quietly, “someone just sent you a message saying, ‘Everything proceeds according to plan.’ What plan are you hiding?”
Freya jolted upright, her mind snapping clear. She snatched the crystal comms and exhaled shakily when she saw it was still locked.
“It’s… a surprise,” she said quickly. “You said you had a gift for me today. I wanted to give something back.”
Riven chuckled softly, tapping her forehead.
“Silly Luna,” he murmured, “you don’t owe me anything. It’s my duty to cherish my Luna.”
