Immortal Supreme: Sovereign of the Grand Dao-Chapter 307: Helping Freya With a New Undercover Identity

Chapter 307: Helping Freya With a New Undercover Identity

With a thought, Arthur transported both of them out of the ring’s inner world. They materialized in one of the private chambers within Arthur’s mansion.

Freya looked around with wide eyes. Everything was new to her. The architecture. The decorations. Even the quality of light coming through the windows felt different from what she remembered.

"This is the Hartfield Empire," Arthur explained. "The Southern Continent. You’ve been gone for a long time, so many things have changed."

"I can tell," Freya whispered. She took a tentative step forward, her hand reaching out to touch a wall as if confirming it was real.

Arthur watched her with patience. He understood the disorientation she must be feeling. Awakening after thousands of years in stasis would be overwhelming for anyone.

"First things first," Arthur said. "You’ll need a proper identity. A background story that explains your presence here."

Freya turned to face him. "What kind of identity?"

"Something simple and believable," Arthur replied. "I’m thinking you could be introduced as a distant relative. Someone from a branch family of the Hartfield lineage who recently arrived in the capital for protection and education."

"Would people believe that?" Freya asked.

"The imperial family is vast and has many branches," Arthur explained. "It’s not unusual for distant relatives to come seeking opportunities or safety. As long as we have the proper documentation and I vouch for you, no one will question it too deeply."

Freya nodded slowly. "That makes sense."

"You’ll also need a place to stay," Arthur continued. "I’m assigning you quarters within my personal palace grounds. A section that’s comfortable and well-maintained. You’ll have your own space, your own servants, everything you need."

"That’s too much," Freya protested. Her cheeks flushed again. "I don’t need anything so extravagant."

"It’s not extravagant by noble standards," Arthur replied. "And it’s practical. Keeping you close makes it easier to protect you and monitor your situation."

He paused. "Also, there’s someone I want you to meet. She’ll help you adjust to your new circumstances."

Arthur stepped to the door and spoke to a servant waiting outside. "Summon Helia. Tell her I need her presence immediately."

The servant bowed and hurried off. Within minutes, footsteps could be heard approaching.

Helia entered the room. She was a young woman with a bright, energetic presence. Her eyes were sharp and observant. She wore the refined uniform of a personal attendant to royalty.

When she saw Arthur, she immediately bowed. "Your Highness, you called for me?"

"Yes," Arthur confirmed. "Helia, I have an important task for you."

Helia straightened, her expression attentive and eager. "I’m at your service, Your Highness."

Arthur gestured to Freya. "This is Freya. She’s a distant relative who will be staying within the palace grounds under my protection. I want her to be with you from now on and you will help her with everything you can."

Helia’s eyes moved to Freya. She studied the white-haired girl with open curiosity. Then her face broke into a warm smile. "Of course, Your Highness. It would be my pleasure."

She turned fully to Freya and performed a graceful curtsy. "Hello, Lady Freya. My name is Helia. I look forward to helping you settle in."

Freya blinked. She seemed overwhelmed by the formality. "You don’t have to be so formal with me. Just... just Freya is fine."

Helia’s smile widened. "Alright then, Freya. We’re going to get along wonderfully, I can tell."

There was something genuine in Helia’s warmth. Something that put Freya at ease almost immediately. The tension in her shoulders relaxed slightly.

Arthur observed the interaction with satisfaction. He’d chosen well. Helia had a natural ability to connect with people. Her social skills and friendly demeanor would help Freya navigate this new world.

"Helia, show Freya to her new quarters," Arthur instructed. "Make sure she has everything she needs. Introduce her to the other servants. Help her understand how things work here."

"Absolutely, Your Highness," Helia replied. She extended her hand toward Freya. "Shall we go? I promise the quarters are lovely. And if there’s anything you don’t like, we can change it."

Freya hesitated. Then she looked at Arthur, as if seeking permission or reassurance.

Arthur nodded slightly. "Go ahead. Helia will take care of you. If you need anything, just let her know."

"Thank you," Freya said softly. She took Helia’s offered hand.

As the two young women headed toward the door, Helia was already chatting enthusiastically. "You’re going to love it here. The gardens are beautiful this time of year. And the kitchen staff makes the most amazing desserts. Oh, and there’s a library! Do you like reading? I could show you..."

Her voice faded as they moved down the hallway. Freya seemed to be listening with a mix of bewilderment and tentative interest.

Arthur watched them go. A small smile crossed his face.

’That should work out well,’ he thought.

He had other matters to attend to, but first he needed to ensure Freya’s transition went smoothly.

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Several hours later, Arthur checked on Freya’s progress. He found her in the gardens with Helia.

The two young women were seated on a bench beneath a flowering tree. Helia was pointing at various plants and explaining their names and uses. Freya listened intently, occasionally asking questions.

The change in Freya was already noticeable. She seemed less tense.

The shy, uncertain girl from earlier was beginning to show signs of curiosity and engagement.

Arthur observed from a distance, not wanting to interrupt. But Helia spotted him and waved enthusiastically.

"Your Highness! Come join us!"

Freya’s head turned. When she saw Arthur, her cheeks colored again. She quickly looked down at her hands.

Arthur approached at a leisurely pace. "How are things going?"

"Wonderfully!" Helia proclaimed. "Freya is a quick learner. She’s already memorized half the servants’ names."

"That’s impressive," Arthur acknowledged.

Freya peeked up at him through her lashes. "Everyone has been very kind. The quarters are beautiful. Much more than I deserve."

"You deserve peace and comfort," Arthur replied. "After everything you’ve been through."

"Your Highness," Helia interjected, her tone becoming more serious. "May I ask you something?"