The moon glows round and bold.
Of course, he was on a balcony, Eva thought with a smile. Baldr stood in the moonlight, gazing out from the view near Alheim where Vernal Asgard was stationed. "I almost feel guilty disturbing you," was her greeting. "I do have some ideas I'd like to share with you though, so far as breaking this curse." It wasn't a spell. She was tired of calling it one. Whatever it was had been ill-advised.
The queen stepped closer to her brother-in-law until she was shoulder-to-shoulder with the dark-haired gentleman. "I know we've put you through a slew of trials," mostly Nate, "but I was hoping you could offer another donation. I've found some spells related to familial blood magic concerning clarity, mostly in tandem with some meditation," much like the kind Thor had coached Eva through when they spent time early on in their relationship as friends. "I'd combine your blood with Thor's blood." She sat on the chaise nearby and hoped Baldr would too. "It's Warpath's," she laid a knife next to her, "and it's helped in rituals we've had success with before."