A million and one thoughts raced through Svalin's head at first and then none. Her look on her face was of pure disbelief after her wife just said her very own sister, a princess of Asgard, was a traitor. No. Asleif had her issues, but Svalin couldn't believe she was a traitor to her people and her family. The crux of it all was that Vernique would not lie about such a thing.
"Take him to the cells," she said to two Crimson Hawk warriors. They grabbed Alfveror and hauled him away.
That weight on her shoulders got heavier.
She looked at her wife for a moment. The next few words were perhaps the most difficult of her life.
"Aye, getting Solver back ist a priority." A long heavy pause. "But I cannot do it." Had Sif, Thor, Odin or even Aridis been here Svalin would have been racing out to save him the second the words passed Vernique's lips, but they weren't here and she had a duty.
Her stomach twisted up in a knot and she felt like she was going to be sick.
"I canst give thee and Marlow warriors for thine quest, but I must remain."
Svalin looked away from her wife.
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