Chapter 118: Mortal Danger

MICHAEL

“Yet, it seems your presence is still fortuitous.” Odin’s deep voice rumbled along the Bifrost. “Come. Let us return to Asgard. It would seem we have much to discuss regarding Helena and the Svarts.” Stepping past me, Odin addressed the Hound.

“Horonius.”

The Hound considered Odin for the space of two heartbeats. “You are the Great Gardian Odin?”

“I am.” Odin bowed his head in acknowledgement. He held his arm out, beckoning to Horonius. “Will you return with us and share what information you have on Helena and Desolation?”

“We - I - serve the young mistress. Yes, I will accompany you.”

Odin moved away then, and Horonius fell into step beside him. We returned to Asgard, a journey of mere moments that felt like an eternity to me as every footfall echoed the beating of my heart. Every beat, every step rang with hope. Rang with the name of my beloved.

De-si.

De-si.

De-si.