Freya's voice was raspy as she spoke. "Micah, we've had a good time together these past few weeks, haven't we?"

She stepped closer to him, tilting her head up to meet his gaze since he was much taller. His sharp features, like a perfectly sculpted work of art, were exactly the kind Freya was obsessed with. Micah pressed his lips together, his mind drifting back to their time together. It had indeed been enjoyable.

Freya had never thrown tantrums and she was always considerate of him. But the weight of responsibility on his shoulders was immense. He was leading the Yaren Tribe people, and much of his future would be dedicated to them. In the end, wouldn't he be neglecting Freya?

"Freya, you agreed to a month. People should keep their promises," Micah said quietly, trying to use the idea of honoring commitments to steer her away from further attachment.

Freya felt her throat tighten, her heart squeezed painfully. They say time reveals true feelings. Micah had seen her sincerity, yet he remained so stubborn!

Her breathing grew heavier. "Micah, it's true you're the leader of Yaren Tribe, and you're committed to helping our people progress. But you need a life, too. Just because you're a leader doesn't mean you can't marry."

haunted him. He did not want to owe anyone anything, and if he had

I don't have the emotional bandwidth. Freya, one month

resolute. "I want this, and I'll fight for it. I don't care about what you said. I understand you, and I believe that Yaren Tribe will

with our work, serving the people. How could you feel guilty then? "If you're worried about having children and neglecting

even her dreams of motherhood. When Micah remained silent, Freya thought he did not believe her. "If you don't

it," Micah sighed, waving his hand. "You don't need

him over during the

not press the issue. She simply nodded quietly and

Orion with Pharaoh, but Freya

planning on staying in Birkham for

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