╰ * ╮ ’ lady mjolnir . it is rare that you grace the nine with your aesir form , does my brother trail nearby ? ’ after a quiet , polite greeting , her hand finds itself in his as soft lips brush against the back of her hand . backing away with a grip returning to the books pressed against his breast , wide jades gaze filled with a sense of wonder and something repressed .
╰ @wcrthyy . ♥’d . ╮








