Cassie.
A few days had passed since I had spoken with the girls in the living room with Freya. I couldn't believe what Freya had told me. I was going to have to go to another ball and on top of that, Thor’s son—my cousin—actually thought he stood the chance of being able to possibly win my hand in marriage.
The discussion of that crap was completely unsettling. I got it. They may have thought once upon a time that was a pure way to keep bloodlines and so on and so forth. But there was no way in hell my 21st-century ass was ever going to subject myself to some kind of bullshit like that.
But instead of continuing to cause a ruckus, I made myself presentable and dressed in an entire floor-length gown I was unprepared to actually go venture out. It was not the most comfortable attire I would have chosen.
