It wasn't that she didn't think Asleif could watch over their brother and other sister, it was just Asleif never had to do it before. Asleif was good at thinking of Asleif first, then the others. Svalin had always been responsible for her siblings and to not be was a big change for her.
"Aye."
There was a long moment of silence.
"And in the end times, when Odin All-Father see'st no more,
Consumed by the all-devouring hunger of Fenris,
And Mighty Thor hast departed to battle Jormungandr to the last,
The Eldest scion of Asgard remaining to it shalt quit the throne,
And in Asgard's blackest moment, she shalt fly to her brother's side
And there she shalt meet her first end, born under by the blackest tide
Defending her brother's back.
And then she shalt be the final chosen rider,
And Brunnhilde shalt surrender her leadership and post,
And Svalin shalt lead the final charge of the Valkyrie, choosers of the slain.
And whilst they will be slain to the last, ten spears shalt pierce the Fenris' heart.
Svalin's and Brunnhilde's shalt strike most true, and pierce the Wolf's heart through.
Odin shalt be avenged, and the last two of the Valkyrie shalt fight to the last,
With Brunnhilde as Svalin's shield-maiden, standing before the doors to the throne room."
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