[She's quietly enraptured of the way he speaks of it. She spoke of court the same way, so she understands, how difficult it was to summarise that which you were so fond when it was so vast in both good and bad memories. Not that she'd put her court on the same level of the realm of the Gods, that was probably blasphemous anyway.]
I will have to hear of it one day, I'm fascinated. The stories are remembered probably not the way they were told. But then stories do that. Men for a long time dreamed of having an afterlife fighting in the halls of Valhalla [She's doing her best to distract him from too many thoughts of home, purely because it had been done for her. It had helped in the strangest way too. Made this passing easier.] Lady Sif? How utterly glorious to be able to fight like that. And yes the Valkyrie too, but that is a little more predictable. Well what warrior wouldn't be fond of such a woman coming for him when he dies? [Not that she would ever fight, such things really were better left to those that were trained for it.]
That's a good saying, I've not heard it before. But, yes, I think so too. Honestly though, I wish they would get more creative, but they're only really concerned with the assassinations rather then name calling. How boring. [She likes him a lot, she decides. He had the same sense of humour she had. Which... was mocking at times, but only to those that did not know how to use words.]
[She spent a long time thinking on that, did it matter?] If we were in my England? Yes, it would. If only so much as I would have to have you hid to stop them... well, burning you alive. But here? No. I do not think it matters so much. As long as you do not want to hurt me, then there can be no fault. You're not so much a shock as the boy with a cat tail.
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I will have to hear of it one day, I'm fascinated. The stories are remembered probably not the way they were told. But then stories do that. Men for a long time dreamed of having an afterlife fighting in the halls of Valhalla [She's doing her best to distract him from too many thoughts of home, purely because it had been done for her. It had helped in the strangest way too. Made this passing easier.] Lady Sif? How utterly glorious to be able to fight like that. And yes the Valkyrie too, but that is a little more predictable. Well what warrior wouldn't be fond of such a woman coming for him when he dies? [Not that she would ever fight, such things really were better left to those that were trained for it.]
That's a good saying, I've not heard it before. But, yes, I think so too. Honestly though, I wish they would get more creative, but they're only really concerned with the assassinations rather then name calling. How boring. [She likes him a lot, she decides. He had the same sense of humour she had. Which... was mocking at times, but only to those that did not know how to use words.]
[She spent a long time thinking on that, did it matter?] If we were in my England? Yes, it would. If only so much as I would have to have you hid to stop them... well, burning you alive. But here? No. I do not think it matters so much. As long as you do not want to hurt me, then there can be no fault. You're not so much a shock as the boy with a cat tail.