Urðarbrunnr

Katja felt a distant wave of relief as the ancient one confirmed what she'd said. It would have been... unpleasant to annoy a god with her foolish rambling if she had guessed his intentions incorrectly. And now, he was making his intentions plain, and she could allow him to take the lead in a dance that she knew the motions of, but could not feel the rhythm in her soul. She allowed him to press against her, and sought to press back against him as was expected. She hadn't the pleasure of it nor the interest, but when the Aesir commanded a viking obeyed... Fate awaited them both at the end of this journey.

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