#oc freyja

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≈: medicine and ℧: a damp towel against flushed, feverish skin for Freyja?

"You will not die on me Freyja." Ayla spoke with a soothing tone but here eyes made the message clear that it was a threatening order, to bad for Ayla that it was not recognized by Freyja in her state of delirium.

Freyja was used to the cold weather of the north where the summer got warm enough to thaw the ground at best, for her to be taken to such a warm place plus the stress of the kidnapping caused her to run a terrible fever, Freyja was somewhat coherent with the fever but having been given a concoction of medicine that would have knocked a horse out she lost her ability to reason, It was obvious that the elven princess had no idea what kind of illnesses humans contracted so she just gave Freyja everything she could find in the hopes it would work, Ayla had sent off a maid for a wet cloth to help keep her pet's fever down as she had read in some of the human literature that they did that, the maid returned with said cloth before running out on more errands.

"My dear Freyja this should help." Ayla placed it over Freyja's forehead, she felt a sense of responsibility to take care of her pet; to prove herself to those who would doubt her.

"Am I going to die?" Freyja spoke in her delirious state, her question unnerved Ayla somewhat, unknown to Ayla Freyja was reliving a memory due to her delirium; a time where she was deathly ill during her childhood.

"No, don't even kid about that, You will survive." Ayla placed her hand to Freyja's cheek and was surprised for the standoffish pet of hers to nuzzle into it.

"Thank you, I love yo-" Freyja trailed off into sleep before she could finish saying I love you mom, Ayla certainly felt some progress in making her pet love her which was misplaced but the boost to her ego was nice.

"I love you too my dear pet."

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▶▶▶Ayla, give Freyja some nice stuff she didn't deserve >:)

"I am ABHORRED at you implying MY DARLING Freyja does not deserve the world as is." Ayla walks over to Freyja who is currently being chained to the wall by her wrists, she is gagged, blindfolded, and deafened to the outside world. "Though she is currently in timeout for her behavior earlier, she thought she could eat like a person, pets don't use forks and knives." Ayla ponders for a moment on if letting Freyja out of her punishment early constituted being nice.

"Alright I guess I can give her something nice, normally I give her a pill so she has no sense of time or reality with punishments to keep her pliable but it is bitter, I heard hiding it in cheese helps so lets do that." Ayla snapped for a maid to go and fetch a slice of cheese while she undid Freyja's gag, under her breath Freyja was muttering apologies, when the maid returned Ayla already had the pill she quickly took the slice of cheese and wrapped the pill in it before placing it into Freyja's mouth. "Enjoy the treat my darling Freyja."

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Farewell Falmis Part 1

TW: Kidnapping

“DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?” Alba shouted to her kidnapper. “I AM THE DAUGHTER OF MARQUESS ALBRECHT AND FIANCEE OF THE THIRD PRINCE OF FALMIS.” She was enraged and confused, lashing out in any way possible that might give her back the freedom taken from her, tears rolled down her face, it was dark in the wooden box she woke up in.

“I know who you are.” The kidnapper finally spoke to Alba, their voice was coming from behind Alba, she knew it was a speaking stone. “You can yell all you like, nobody will hear you, your box is enchanted.”

“Why me?” Alba was tying to not choke up at her situation, was she going to be ransomed back to her father? be sold as a slave? A politically charged kill between brothers fighting for the throne?

“You were just unlucky, she saw a picture of you and decided on you.”

“Who did?” Alba could deduce this woman was somebody of substantial status, probably Duchess Gradin if her assumptions were correct.

“You’ll be seeing her soon, were almost at our destination.” How long had Alba been in this box? She had no idea what time it was since there were points she passed out. after a long time for Alba to ponder on the many questions spinning around her mind she felt the cart come to a halt. “Were here.”

Alba felt her box become jostled as if being carried up stairs, through hallways until she felt the box placed on the ground, soon the lid began to open and as soon as the opportunity arose Alba ran for her freedom to promptly hear a snap of the fingers and her body soon collapsed, Ailment magic, that would explain how she was not awoken during her kidnapping.

“So now that you know it’s her do you want a slave collar? she seems pretty rebellious.” Alba would love to spit at her captor but she had no muscle control with face straight into the polished marble floors.

“That would be no fun.” A woman’s voice said with what felt like poison to Alba. “A slave collar just makes them a puppet with no will, what I want is a pet so I concocted this especially for her.” Footsteps came towards Alba, she finally saw the face of her kidnapper as they forced her to meet their gaze, a beautiful elven woman with blue flowers adorning her flowing hair, she was wearing an outfit denoting royalty, Alba was no longer in the kingdom of Falmis but the elven empire of Varian, the second largest empire on the continent. “All good pets need a fitting name.” She put some sort of collar on Alba, it gave a faint stinging at first but became comfortable enough after a few moments. “Your new name will be Freyja.” Soon the paralysis was lifted.

“I’M NO PET YOU BI-” A surge of electricity coursed through her body, she was left panting on the ground when it ended.

“Freyja swearing is wrong, especially when barring teeth at your master.” The woman had a soft smile on her face but Alba could tell there was a seething rage below it, it would be best for Alba to play along  with her captor for now. “You are my dear pet Freyja and I am your master Ayla, I know I will train you well.” Ayla’s beautiful sadistic smile burned itself into Freyja’s mind.

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New Story, New Character picrew. Freyja is also known as Alba Albrecht but being uprooted and turned into a pet of one of the most dangerous Princesses on the continent puts her life into a tizzy.