Brünhilde stood near the royal families, watching as guests came and went to wish them well and to see the children. Or, rather, to be the children, in Rhiannon's case. The redhead approacheth. Hildy didn't do awkward, so she stepped a few paces down the line and came to a stop beside where Baldr sat, looking handsome as usual. "I hear you're to be honored later," after some Midgardian texts were found (off record) that confirmed his 'god of light and joy' claim, it was 'obvious' that he should be uplifted at Jól. The Valkyrie didn't care much for fanfare, herself, but it bolstered spirits and that was good this time of year. "Few other announcements, as well, I hear." She winked at the black-haired cutie. A royal baby, a goddesshood... a potential Vanir family outburst.