Freda's POV

“Put these on, little one.” He commanded as he tossed a gown at me. I tilted my head to give him a straight stare as my heart raced faster. I took a deep breath as I took the cloth he threw at me. From the scent of the cloth, I could tell he had just bought them. I looked at the dress and was prompted to ask him why he had asked me to wear his newly bought dress.

“May I ask why?” I said in a low voice, and he chuckled dryly, smirking at the end. He took a deep breath as he walked toward me, holding...