“I should like that.” Sylvie found herself saying. Her mind though, it was elsewhere. They had been on Asgard? She’d never dared risk going there, and even though she knew she could have… there were so many ragnaroks that she could have visited the palace without a second thought… but she never did. She could never bring herself to go there.
“I think I should retire to my room.” Sylvie said. It was becoming overwhelming for her. All of it. Her mother. Memories she’d long repressed. Everything.