"If you are lucky, maybe me." As she sat up a bit. The words said matter of factly even as she studied Lagertha closely. "Or maybe another."


Here. That was her question. Aithne straightened in her pose, no concern for the immodest display as she surveyed her room. Furs covering her to her hip and a bit of a pause as she contemplated such a simple question.

"And if I told you Asgard?"