It’s been a long time since Freya Evans returned to Vercast, the town of fairies and elves. She accepted the fate of the sacrifice for love and pleaded for forgiveness of her husband, Daniel.
But Freya’s been tortured with dreams of the secret room Daniel had in the basement. She knew that might be her only chance to break free from the curse, but Daniel always kept the room locked with a specially designed key which he always wore around his neck.
Even though she was afraid to try anything, this morning when Freya woke up, she knew it’s going to be different. Because she made a plan.
But even if she escapes today, where would she go? Her family feels ashamed, and her sister’s a traitor.
Freya looked down on the key she stole last night. Although she paid the high price for it and had to sleep with Daniel in the same bed she smiled with the hope she’ll get out of there soon.
Freya patiently waited for Daniel to come home from the fairy council’s meeting so that she can proceed with the plan. When he appeared on the door, she welcomed him in and served the lunch.
Daniel started eating, but Freya didn’t take a single spoon of the mushroom soup. She just sat there and gazed in Daniel.
“Why aren’t you eating, my dear?” Daniel asked, finishing the soup. He smiled and reached for Freya’s hand over the table. “What is bothering you, now? Didn’t I do everything to make you happy?”
Freya cleared her throat and smiled, “Everything is alright, I just miss my family.” she replied.
Daniel yawned and rubbed his eyes, trying to stay awake. He stood up from the table and walked over to the sofa.
“Did you put something in that soup?” he asked, fighting the heaviness of the limbs.
Freya pulled out the key and walked down the door. She turned once again to look at sleepy Daniel, “Sleeping dust.” she replied.
Daniel tried to get up, but the comfort of the soft pillows and heaviness of his limbs made it impossible.
As soon as Freya was aware of the dust effectiveness, she ran down to the basement and found the door. She could hear the voice calling her to open the door as if there was a Pandora’s box. Freya put the key in the lock and with the simple click opened the door.
The room was small, and a golden pillar was standing in the middle. The scroll of paper levitated above it.
Freya reached for the scroll and opened it. The contract she signed last year was there.
“The curse can be broken now!” she thought as she ripped the paper into the tiny pieces while the white light has shone and her scars on the palms were vanishing out.
Freya was finally free. She opened the portal to Earth and stepped in.
“I’m coming, my love,” she whispered as the portal closed.
In the end, all we want is a little love to give and a little to receive.
- : Romance