Sleeping Dragon by means which have never yet been tried

Freyja watched both of their approaches carefully as she forced a smile to resurface. Though she did not feel like smiling, given the state of Freyja’s mentality, she managed to plaster a look that was both somewhat happy yet uncomfortable. As the two men settled, Freyja eyes danced between them, looking curiously as she remained silent. The only time that she did go to move was to return Hvitserk’s greeting with a nudge of her own.

“What’s up?” she asked in turn of Gavriel’s words, her head tilting slightly as her heart began to race.