𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐘 ★彡 ˡ.ˡᵃᵘᶠᵉʸˢᵒⁿ

XXVI

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!MINORS/AGELESS ACCOUNT HAVE BEEN WARNED!

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AS NIGHT APPROACHED, ASTRID GOT READY FOR SLEEP. Zithara, as usual, stood behind her queen as she sat at her vanity desk, with a hairbrush in hand. Zithara carefully unpinned Astrid's hair from its up-do and brushed it smooth.

"How are you feeling, My Lady?" Zithara gently asked as she continued brushing.

Astrid sighed as she removed her jewellery and placed it them on a small dish that remained on her desk. "I'm just a tad stressed. But I should be fine," Astrid smiled.

Zithara nodded as she placed the hairbrush down. "I understand, Astrid, but hopefully whatever Freyja gave you can relive some of that stress." The handmaid moved from the vanity desk and walked over to Astrid's bedside table. She grabbed the glass vial that contained the pink liquid and went back to Astrid. "You should take it now and see if it works."

Astrid nodded. She popped off the glass top and smelt it before taking any. The scent wafted into her nostrils and made her sigh contently immediately. Lavender, rose and vanilla. Some of her favourite scents. Without a second thought, she gulped a portion down. The taste was sweet, hitting her taste buds delightfully.

Astrid swallowed, leaving some of the potion in case she needed it in the future. "That's lovely," Astrid quietly spoke as she examined the vial in her hand, she swore she saw the swirls of liquid briefly create a heart before transforming back to regularly flowing liquid. "I'll have to ask Frey for more next time I see her."

Zithara laughed. "Alright, My Lady. Anyways, time for you to get some well deserved sleep." Zithara pulled back the covers to Astrid's bed and waited for the queen to climb in. She blew out the lit candles and made her way to the door. "Goodnight, Astrid."

"Goodnight, Thara." And then the handmaid left, closing the door behind her.

Astrid shuffled down the bed, pulling the covers up her body and closed her eyes, ready to sleep.

However, a jolt shivered down her body.

Her eyes shot open in confusion. She waited a moment to see if it would happen again but it didn't. So Astrid closed her eyes once more.

Another jolt. And a hot chill clung to her body, creating a sheet of sweat to gather on her skin. She flung off the covers as the heat became unbearable.

Astrid wiped her forehead as sweat gathered on her brow. Her chest heaved up and down as she felt like the walls around caved in. It felt like her bed was about to swallow her. It felt like her clothes clung to her skin desperately.

Oh, how she desired to be naked right now.

What?

That's not normal. She never usually had thoughts like that. Her legs ached as well as her back. This was intolerable. She stripped off her silk robe that usually was comfortable, but now she peeled off like burning tinfoil.

The air hitting her once burning arms and back welcoming but not enough.

Astrid winced as a jolt ran from the top of head down to her pelvis. "Oh Nords," she practically moaned. She looked to the pink vial that laid on the vanity desk and groaned, flopping back on the bed with an arched back as the jolts kept coming. Astrid soon came to realisation that what her friend gave her was nowhere near a stress reliever. It was some kind of sex drive enhancer. "I hate you, Frey."