<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF40FF">Freya Seree Acantha</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #BF40FF">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/><span style="color: #FFBF00"><span style="font-style: italic">"I understand that you don’t trust me, don’t trust us, Freya. We had to do some bad things to break the old Princess into cooperating. I know that none of the folks in there liked to do that to a woman. They are all soldiers and they are trained to kill, but they are all humans too. Yes, you are a hostage, but I doubt anybody wants to keep you as a hostage once we reached Ovia. We have no interest in killing you, Freya. Or in hurting you. Or in you getting killed. You should have felt, that we all cared about you, once we learned what your doctors did to you. But ok, I will leave you alone…if you wish so. Maybe you would understand us better, if I answer your questions. Questions you surely have. I mean, well, we are aliens, aren’t we?“</span></span><br/><br/>Freya could barely register his words as she continued to rub her eyes in effort to ease the sharp pain that was only increasing.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="text-decoration: underline"><span style="color: #40FFFF">'They don't care for you, he is lying. He is a liar just like everyone else, Freya...just..like..."</span></span></span>Freya slammed her fists down, the sound similar to being hit with a pillow.<span style="color: #BF40FF">"Just be quiet!"</span>she commanded angrily. The pain increased and she clenched her eyes shut, giving a whimper--and then it was gone. The voice, the pain--they were both gone and she sagged with relief.<br/><br/>She opened her eyes and looked up to Geek. He looked hurt and upset. She had the urge to apologize,<span style="color: #BF40FF">"I'm sorry--I didn't...I wasn't...."</span>she realized that he had thought she was talking to him. She hadn't been, but she didn't want him to know that she was likely going insane. That voices were speaking to her. She decided it was best that he believed she had been talking to him.<span style="color: #BF40FF">"I didn't mean to..." </span>to what? She couldn't come up with anything else to say.<br/><br/>Geek was right, she didn't trust any of them. However, she had no choice but to trust their word. What else could she do? She couldn't run, she couldn't fight back, there was nothing else that could be done but to stay quiet and listen to their words.