<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="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FF0000">"...Did it hurt?"</span></span></span>Raphael asked gently as he stroked her hand and Freya shook her head no, a blush taking over. She didn't want to talk about it at all, and Geek seemed to sense that, dropping the subject. He handed her some strange package and opened his own,<span style="color: #FF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"It is probably a lot worse than your usual meals. Sorry for that, we haven't expected guests here and especially none of your nobility. But as far as I know, nobody ever died of it."</span></span></span>Freya looked up alarmed for a moment until she saw Geek's smile and then she gave a huff, indicating it was not a funny joke--but couldn't help but relax and give a small smile of her own.<br/><br/>It was then Karra walked up, handing Geek a bottle. He seemed happy to hear that Freya was willing to take something for her pain so long as he deemed it safe. He handed her one small capsule and took one for himself. She watched him curiously as he took his pill, then reassured her that it wouldn't harm her. Hesitantly she took it, nervousness settling in her. Once she had swallowed the pill, she had decided to just try and not think about it.<br/><br/>She had yet to open her meal and she held it up close to her face to examine it, trying to figure out what the strange language was on the package. She couldn't seem to figure out how to open it and was becoming increasingly frustrated at being unable to read, what she assumed to be, the instruction. Suddenly the package was plucked from her hands followed by a deep chuckle. Geek had taken her meal to open it for her, then handed it back,<span style="color: #FF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"Sorry Freya, I forgot that this is likely something you've never seen before." </span></span></span><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF40FF"><br/>"Thank you..." </span></span>she replied before she took a bite out of the meal. Only to wrinkle her nose in disgust. She had never tasted something like this before and it wasn't exactly pleasant. She choked it down and looked at Geek,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF40FF">"Your people eat this stuff?"</span></span>she asked incredulously.<span style="color: #BF40FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">"We do not even serve something this foul to our lowest of slaves,"</span></span>she exclaimed, but then realized what she said.<span style="color: #BF40FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">"I'm sorry...that was very rude of me...thank you for the food,"</span></span>she said softly, averting her eyes to the floor in a bit of shame.