Now the Garm began to bark. His great shadow grew as did the deep and heavy noise resounding in bellows and high walls amplifying the threat.
Hela slipped from the moonlight revelry in the kitchen, wiping her hands on the small dish towel then tossed it to the counter as left the kitchen and walked through the long winding corridors and long grand entrance hall. Her long shadow easily overcoming the dog’s. A gentle motion of a hand and quick words of a strange tongue sent the dog back into the belly of the house as a strong hand drew back the heavy door.
There stood Hela, six foot tall pale faced blue-eyed beauty crowned by waist length long raven black hair with a deep red smile. She was dressed for an evening in a long green silk shirt and black shorts.
"You must be Brienne. I am Dr. Halja Död. You will excuse my current state, I was expecting you earlier. You are welcome. Please come in. I'll make you some coffee and some to eat and we’ll talk."