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"have you spoken to your sister?" sihtric questioned as he leaned back into her knees, the man was sitting on the fur rug as she braided beads into his hair. the blonde quirked up an eyebrow as she pulled his hair a bit too roughly and he moaned softly.

"yes, i wish i could help her into valhalla but she does not desire it. she has seemingly made friends with hel. but skade did say if we do not name our first child after her, she will haunt us."