“Nonsense,” Frigg assured with a smile. Whatever Sigyn anted to talk about would be a delightful respite from the incompetence in the main room. She looped her arm through Sigyn's, gave a nod to Gna to take over the instruction, and gave Sigyn's arm a squeeze. “I always have time for you, we can find somewhere quieter, I think.”
As she led Sigyn away from the other Asyniur, down the hall toward her private apartment with the quiet sitting room. “To be honest,” Frigg whispered as if sharing a scandalous bit of gossip, “I am rather pleased to have a break from that monotony right now.” Which meant listening to those ladies chatter on and on about the same things as always.
Once inside, she pressed the door closed and grabbed decanter off one of the nearby tables. Poured into two cups, the aromatic berry-red liquid made Frigg smile. “This was brought back from the Rhine area for me, I haven't even tried this wine yet. So, here,” she handed one cup to Sigyn and took one for herself and gestured to take whichever seat she wanted. “What did you want to talk about?”