CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN - DINNER MISSTEPS

Anna stepped into the room, taking in the luxurious surroundings. Leather-bound books lined the walls, and a massive oak desk dominated the center of the space. Freya sat behind it, her posture impeccable, her gaze piercing. "Miss Petrovic," Freya said, gesturing to a chair across from her. "Please, sit." Anna lowered herself into the chair, trying to appear calm despite her nerves. "You wanted to see me?" she asked. Freya nodded, her expression unreadable. "I thought it was time we had a... chat. About your place here at Ulfheim." Anna swallowed hard. "Of course. I'm grateful for your hospitality-" Freya cut her off with a wave of her hand. "Let's not pretend, shall we? We both know you're here because of Erik's... infatuation." The word 'infatuation' dripped with disdain. Anna felt her cheeks flush. "I... I care for Erik," she said carefully. Freya's lips curled into a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "I'm sure you do. And I'm equally sure you have no idea what that truly mea