Iona dropped to her knee before her lord and king, rising when bade but not lifting her head. Her place was in silence unless Thor asked for an accounting of how they drove off the dozen..no...25. 25 dark elves, all feral and desperate to rip the asgardians throats out...It would make a glorious tale...when she was done with it.
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