Her eyes immediately went to the maces, but she did not ask to hold them. Weapons were very personal items to Asgardians. They were impressive.
Even though he wasn't quite her son there was some small feeling of pride. He was young and had already earned his status as a full Asgardian god. She had yet to earn her spot as a full goddess and as far as she could tell she was quite a few years older than he was.
"Then it must be something that hath been passed down through thy father's line."
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