Asleif held a fixed stare on the girl, despite a small smile pulling at the corners of her lips at her imitation of Asleif's manner of speech.
She might--and probably should--refuse. But an opportunity to mock the mortals on this kind of scale was too delicious an offer to pass up.
"Very well, small mortal. I shalt accompany thee."
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