Moving Meditation (open)
Svalin's mind was far from at ease and she didn't know how to quell such turbulent thoughts. She did know one way of dealing with them and she locked herself in the training room. Robots, frost giants, trolls, orcs, and other enemies were smashed to bits. She didn't come close to finding any answers or solutions to the thoughts that raced through her mind or how she felt torn between Asgard and her family, but she did get some enjoyment from smashing her enemies to bits.
She failed to keep her son safe. Solver had been abducted by Malekith and held by Solver and Svalin let it happen. Even worse, she didn't immediately go after her son as her duties as ruler of Asgard kept her from running off and doing what she needed to do. Not what she needed to do, but she was required to do as Solver's mother and Vernique's spouse.
A blind man could see that her spouse was still upset and furious about what happened and Svalin's failure to act. Svalin would not blame her. Had their positions been reversed Svalin would probably feel the same. It didn't make any of this easier. Vernique was upset and Svalin wouldn't be able to make her understand Svalin's duties to Asgard and her people.
They barely spoke to each other and the air between them was thick with tension, but Svalin was always near Vernique and Solver keeping an eye on them. She wasn't going to fail again. Only when they were in the main building did Svalin take time and go smash things to little bits.
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