Walking After Midnight (open)
Svalin walked the upper battlements. It was still a few hours before dawn and she couldn't sleep. A dream had woke her and she could not find sleep again so she walked the battlements. There were guards stationed at regular intervals and they nodded to the princess as she passed. Svalin returned their nods as she passed, but that was the extent of her acknowledgment.
Most of the other inhabitants of Asgard were asleep, most were passed out. Asgardians celebrated as hard as they fought. The celebration had been going for days and Svalin had tired of it after the first night. She didn't see the point of drinking excessively for days.
The wind was cold as it whipped over the battlements. A stray thought popped in her head that if she were on Migard, the wind would be warm and it would carry the smell of salt. She was loathe to admit it, but she did miss being on Migard a little. She had been studying Hellenic and Roman warfare tactics and she missed having the books nearby. She also missed chocolate, but that went without saying.
Svalin took a deep breath and stopped walking. She looked out over the city and into the night.
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