Freya

Chapter 11; What secrets has been hiding in front of us?

When we are sitting inside her family's treehouse, I realize that she is not wearing the dress anymore. She is now wearing a T-shirt and pants that is having this light glow to them. Like whatever she will wear, she will always have this glow around her.

- That glow really suits you, Tiff. But that of course, all the things you have been wearing has always seem to suet you.

I say with a smile, to which Tiffany snorts and look down on her new glowing clothes.

- Well, thank you. Of all the things that could have happen. I became the Oracle. She just stood there right in front of me when I tried to get Natahlien to understand he needed to follow me to the treehouse and not fight the Dark Elf. When he saw Her, his eyes widen, and he ran after mom as quick as his 2-year-old little feet could allow him.

Tiffany says with a quiet laugh.

I smile quickly as I look at her with eyes that have mixed emotions.

I lean back into the chair I am sitting on with a sigh, making her look up with a mysterious glance in her eyes.

- I said it before, but I'm sorry that you had to become the Oracle since I was not here to take on the role, Tiff. I know that there is nothing we can change now even if we wanted to, right? Or am I completely wrong?

- No, you're completely right, Freya. I can't give you the task of being the Oracle now even if we both wanted it. And I don't want to change. I don't know why, I just feel like that I need to be the Oracle. But enough about me and the Oracle thing. That was not the reason for why I wanted to speak with you.

With a questioned expression on me, I lean closer to Tiffany.

- I think that Malekith has a spy amongst us that could tell him when you returned. I know I said that he felt your powers, but when I stood in front of him, I saw that it was not the case. Someone had told him.

I wrinkle my eyebrows as I think over what she have said. Then a likely candid pop up in my mind.

- Christopher.

- What? What made you say him? And don't tell me that it's because how he have treated you.

- It's not because how he have treated me. I give you my word on that. The reasons to why I think it's him is after I stumbled upon him when me and Loki arrived. He didn't looked like he did before all this. He had really dark black hair instead of his brown hair. But it was his eyes that made me react. They were red. Not the green color, they were blood red. Just as Malekith's. But when we came to the treehouse, his hair was once again brown, and his eyes were green once more. Doesn't that make you feel that something is not completely right?

- It does. But I don't have anything to prove it. And I can't go up and tell him that he's a spy. He will deny it since I don't have any...

- Shh.

I say as I place my finger over my mouth to quiet her down.

I glance over to the door and focus on whatever my subconscious have heard or felt.

"Someone is leaving. Someone have been eavesdropping."

With a quick snatch with my right hand, the door flies open, and the eavesdropper comes flying in with his back first and slams down onto the couch between me and Tiffany.

- Well, well, well. Christopher. Never thought that you would be caught eavesdropping.

I say with sarcasm as I look at Christopher's green eyes with a wicked smile.

Christopher looks at me with wide eyes of fright and shock, and when I look closely, I see the tiniest of red in the corner of his iris.

- What makes you think that you can eavesdrop on private conversations, Christopher?