"As I understand it, this house has quite a long history, but the specific age, I wasn't told. I'd estimate no less than hundred years or so knowing my father," Hela trailed off, but she really was pleased with Odin's choice this time. It was very thing a daughter could have wanted in a home with one glaring exception, it was too damn large for her alone. Garm helped but still the house was a monster. Some times it felt like it distinctly felt was trying to swallow her alive.
"You're welcome," she dismissed Brienne's gratitude to Hela it simply wasn't warranted. "I feel better having someone else to share it with. Just a general word of warning: be careful at night. It is easy to get turned around in here."