Chapter 88 Not Here, Not Now

• Lyra's POV
• I observed how cold Freya had gone as we headed back to our quarters together. The silence was so awkward and irksome, and I tried so hard to initiate a conversation. I looked her over, noticing her set jaw, glazed eyes, and mouth drawn into a small, angry circle.
• “I don't think you're right, Lyra,” her voice came out calm but angry, throwing me quite off balance because I hadn't expected her to say something like that to me.