<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/>Perhaps it was the drugs or maybe the stress of everything had finally broken something in Freya, but she seemed desperate in her fear.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF0000">"I believe that I felt you panicking slightly, when you saw Kira. I guess you know her and you don't really like her. Is there anything we should know about her? We better know who our enemies are, Freya. It makes it easier to prepare yourself against an attack,"</span></span></span>Raphael said to her as he put his hand on her arm, stroking it soothingly. Her panicked eyes seemed to calm down some and focused on him.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF40FF">"She has no feeling--none. Even with my mother, she regrets--but Kira does not. She only alters. She cares that things go her way and if they do not, she will find a way to make them her way. She has never failed in her goals, Raphael, never. She uses others until she is satisfied and throws them out. I admit this is a common practice, but she does this more often than any other. She plays around with creating various drugs and is the one who has created the sex drugs used to control the slaves. It makes them helpless, unable to do anything but pleasure their masters in effort to ease themselves. They become so aroused that it is almost as if it makes them mad," </span></span>Freya had spoken in hushed whispers, her hands finding Geek's arms and gripped them tightly.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF40FF">"I am afraid that she wishes to control me--to make me a puppet Queen for when my mother passes on. If she uses me as a puppet, Ovia will be under her rule and it will be a rule far more cruel than anything my mother has done."</span></span>