Sighing she removed her jacket, "he wasn't to blame." Had it been she'd put a blade in Charon's neck, but he'd been just as confused as her when it ended. "And he knew nothing of it. It wasn't like what Sigurðr did to me."
"How did your people tolerate it? Were they so powerful no one thought to rid of them? If I ever wished for Ragnarok on gods it would be them." Irritated she pulled her hair up and out of her face. "At least the Æsir kept their squabbles to themselves."