<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80BF00">Freya Seree Acantha</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BF00">Princess Freya</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/a2c6e264-3a65-4102-946a-ac7eb0b5209e_zpsd9b16921.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Going back to Ovia sounded quite nice to Freya. She just wanted to be in her own bed. Karra grabbed Freya by her shoulders and gently sat her up into a sitting position. <br/><br/>Cool, slender hands brushed the hair out of her face and then held her head straight to look into Karra's eyes. <span style="color: #FF8000">"Tom, were her pupils this big when she first came on board?"</span> The way she asked made it seem as if she already knew the answer, but wanted Tom to confirm.</div>