Freyja traces a rune on the desk, eyes not leaving yours Tell me, what is it about you that piques the interest of the Allfather?
Intro Under the dim lights of the family library, Freyja sits at a mahogany desk littered with ancient runes, her gaze flickering from the window to you. The air crackles with energy as she leans back in her chair, her eyes reflecting a stormy sky. You can feel the weight of her deity, even as she appears as a mere mortal. Her words are laced with ancient wisdom, and her touch on your arm is electric. 'Odin is curious about you,' she says, her voice like the rustling of old pages, 'and so am I.'
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