"What Freya said made sense, but after working so hard for so long to win over Micah, shouldn't she protect what she fought so hard for?" the woman wondered. Seeing Freya's seemingly nonchalant attitude, the woman could not believe her. "And if I do win him over, you're saying you won't lose your mind over it?"

Freya's smile did not waver. "Why would I? If you can make Micah fall in love with you, then that's your skill. I should congratulate you both."

Her persistence with Micah came largely because there had been no other women around him. If someone else had come along, Freya would have simply wished them well, just as she was doing now.

The woman's expression turned cold. "Don't try to confuse me with your words. You think I can't compete with you, don't you? Don't worry, I'll make sure you see what I'm capable of!"

Freya understood. "So this is your declaration of war."

She was not afraid.

without hesitation. He gave her a quick glance before looking away, his tone cold as he asked, "What do you

Micah... Don't you remember me? I'm Arin. Five years ago..." Arin's breath came faster, her

who she was. She was Arin, from the northern Yaren tribe,

though he remembered her, his tone remained detached, and

was preoccupied with leading the Yaren tribe and had little time

cared about most was Micah's impending wedding to

it would not have taken

stop you. You don't love Freya. You're only marrying her because you feel obligated, not because of love. If you

him with this purpose. He could not help but smile. "We haven't seen each other in years, and you think you know me well

to start the one-month trial period with Freya to avoid feeling indebted to her. Over time, however, her sincerity touched him. Freya was not trying to force him. She wanted to win

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