After what Corrin revealed, Freya knew Adelyn would have questions.
She didn't know if she would be able to explain herself when the moment came. There was little she could truly clarify about what had been exposed —not without reopening wounds she had long tried to bury.
But if Adelyn asked … she wouldn't hide anything.
She would tell her everything —every truth, every stain —and leave the choice to her whether to believe it or walk away.
Adelyn paused and looked at her. Her gaze lingered on Freya for a moment —quiet, searching … as if weighing something far deeper than mere curiosity.
And just when Freya thought he would ask, Adelyn curved her lips into a smile and shook her head.
"There is no need for me to ask anything you aren't very comfortable telling, Sister Freya. You trusted me when no one else did, and I will do the same. I trust you with my career. I believe you will make me shine."
