The warmth of the blanket was very much welcome and came exactly in the moment Lina started to realize she was getting cold and right after recalling her own nakedness. She wrapped herself in the cloth and furthermore into Freyja’s embrace, trying to understand the strange need of closeness she felt, perplexed she was drawn so helplessly to someone she barely knew.<br/><br/>Still, when Freyja embraced her and drew closer for a kiss, she was engulfed with a strong feeling of… completeness. It confused the girl greatly, all the more confusion added how ready she was to protest at her loss, after Freyja’s touches to her still strangely sore womanhood, which drew a little less, than a moan from her throat.<br/><br/><strong>“You are safe.” </strong><br/><br/>The three words resonated through Lina’s mind for in that moment they meant everything. She watched Freyja put back in her shirt before she drew back to the bed and tried to sit, but then a sharp pain in her abdomen appeared in the moment her bottom touched the mattress and she winced, abruptly standing back up, which drew the attention of both Atal and Freyja. Their looks conjured a sheepish smile on her lips and a rush of blood to color her cheeks.<br/><br/>Since she wasn’t able to sit, she lay down on the bed, though sleep wasn’t likely to come up for her swiftly. Not only needed she to sort feelings she had never known before, she was also very curious what the two were about to do with their prisoner. Cuddled into a knot she lay under the warm blanket, waited and watched.