[And it is that comment, of all things, that comes closest to getting under Sif's skin. The skin of her fingers tingles and wants, very vividly, to hit him.
She stays standing.]
Nothing is as it once was. You are to remain here for as long as the All Father decrees.
no subject
She stays standing.]
Nothing is as it once was. You are to remain here for as long as the All Father decrees.