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The All-Father god stared at us with his one good eye. I kinda got the feeling he could also see us with his bad eye. That one, legend told, he'd offered up for a taste of knowledge. Tres and I stared back at him. The three of us were mute in the long hall until the banging started at the door.
Tres shoved me behind him. But that position didn't put me in a safer place. They Valkyrie were at the door and their father was blocking our ley line exit at the fireplace. There was no escape.
The banging increased, enough to shake the door hinges. Odin turned his monocle gaze from us to the door. His high cheekbones drooped as he let out a loud and weary sigh.
Could it be? The All-Father didn't want to see his daughters any more than we did? I got my answer a second later.
My heartbeat sl
